Elijah was packing my things for me while I watched him. I had my knees up against my chest as he gathered my small amount of clothing into a suit case. I didn’t have much with me. Elijah said it was because between the move from my house, to the cottage I had been living in, to the castle my possessions had become very few. Though I noticed a lot of books.
My hand moved across the cover of a book I had picked up. There was a light brown stain on the side, where the paper was. The title was yellow, while the background was blue. Sad eyes and lips were placed in the middle. The Great Gatsby. That book reminded me of something. An alley way…flashes of a vampire charging at me made me tighten my hold on the book.
I shook my head and flipped it open, trying to read the words but they blurred
