WILLIAM
Different! Everything felt different. I was happy at one but now I felt strange; it was very unsettling and all this was caused by the one tiny source known as Amelia. It had been eight months since she turned sixteen and for some obscure reason I couldn't find it within myself to change her; I remembered how hell-bent I was on turning my little mate on her birthday but I changed my mind once observing her peculiar behaviour. I continued delaying it and now eight whole months had passed yet I still hadn't turned her into a vampire.
A crystal glass was clenched tightly within my hands as the metallic amber liquid swirled inside. I was sat atop my throne in a secluded silence. It seemed nowadays I enjoyed the peace of utter quietude rather than the absurd yet adorable conversations I used to have with my little angel because a few months after her sixteenth birthday I realized that the girl in front of me wasn't the same as my Ameli
