-Tamara's P. O. V.-
I was sitting by an old truck with my face hidden in my hands, sobbing and feeling weak, vulnerable and helpless like never before. I failed him. I let the stranger take him away, and the vampire on top of that. In my desperation I put my faith in my natural enemy. What have I done?! How could I be so stupid?!
I will never forgive myself for that. But I sincerely hope that Ink would. Even though I caused him nothing but pain.
It's been probably more than two hours now. Why am I still sitting here?! It's clear by now that Darren Edweek - if that's even his real name - tricked me. Maybe I'm secretly hoping he will come back to finish me off. It's not like I would put up too much of a fight right now. I'm too exhausted, after all it's been almost 24 hours without a min
