Priscilla POV.
The sun is bad, it hurt, hurt very badly, I do not like it anymore, I still hate the whole blood drinking, being a vampire, and all that jazz. But that wasn’t that bad, the blood made me heal like magic, it felt like magic, my hand went from being too hurt, bone showing, it’s now just pink.
Still sore but no pain, I could take it now, I’ve seen worse than a light burn on my hand, lesson learned no more going into the sun, no touching the sun. After I was done crying, after a big session of cuddling, I was ready to leave, I started to fidget in Dracula’s lap.
He had us sitting on the plain floor in this room, me in his lap cradled against his chest, okay I’m so touch deprived, but I loved it, this seem to be my weakness. I’d do anything for him to keep cuddling me all d
