Xavier’s Point of View
She turns slowly with teary eyes. I move forward, closing our distance as I tangle my fingers with hers, “this is real, Mianette. This is what binds us together.”
“So, you feel that too,” looking at our intertwined fingers. She smiles sadly.
“Yes. Only with you,” I give her a small nod.
“Why we feel this way?” She tightens her grip with her words.
“I don’t know,” I sigh.
“Let’s sit over there,” I take her near the lake and make her sit on a rock, dropping my body beside her. We sit there in silence.
“Your parents… are they…” she breaks the silence, trying to start a conversation.
“Like me? Yes,” I nod.
“And… you…” she gulps once. With a pause she continues, “you know… drink blood… like…”
I know it’s a lot for her to take and she is doing better than my expe
