-THEIA-
My boyfriend was a vampire. A freaking vampire. How did I not see this?
"Wait—hold up," I said, my voice barely steady. "Since when have you been a vampire?" My head was spinning as I tried to piece it all together. Has he always been like this, or did it just... happen lately?
"Thirty years," he said casually, as if he’d just told me he’s lactose intolerant. His tone was almost... relieved? Like some massive weight had been lifted off his shoulders. "Honestly, Theia, I'm glad we're finally talking about this. Lying? It's exhausting."
Oh, really? It didn’t seem too exhausting, considering he’d been lying to me since we met.
And now, as I replayed every moment in my head, the clues were all there. How did I miss them? The night shifts at the hospital, the way he avoided dayligh
