Serah lay reclined on the living room couch, staring absently at the elaborate carvings across the paneled roof. In the hours she was left here on her own, she processed all the information she learned so far. After carefully thinking it over, everything pointed towards her being the vampire queen. She had a hard time coming to terms with it, but she should start accepting the harsh reality.
As she mulled over it, she realized, much to her shame, the main reason she feared being the vampire queen so much was because she didn't want to receive Asher's hatred. But now that she's lived through the worst heartbreak, she decided to reciprocate the feeling. She hated him for treating her so cruelly for something she had no control over. For fooling her into believing that he loved her when in f
