On the way, I told Duster everything that had happened since I woke up from the coma, including the fact that I was a vampire and had even bitten someone.
He's my best friend, and I don't want to cheat on him.
"Duster, are you going to cut me off for this?" I looked at him nervously.
Duster is carrying me through the jungle.
Hearing my question, he slowed down and turned his head to look at me.
"No, that must not be what you wanted to do, those damned vampires forced you."
Fortunately, Duster didn't get sick of me and came to comfort me instead.
He looked at me sadly, almost crying, "My poor Cheryl, it's not your fault, I will help you find the truth and then avenge your death."
In this moment, I felt more aggravated than I had ever felt before and almost cried out with him. He mig
