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46-1: I am the real monster

Emmanuelle had fallen asleep after feeding on Augustin's blood. She hadn't stopped crying, despite her monstrous thirst. She could hardly swallow easily.

By the time she'd finished her meal, she'd burst into tears again and started screaming her beloved's name.

She was utterly unsettled and didn't know what to feel. Her heart and mind were torn between the joy of carrying a child and the despair of no longer feeling the presence of their beloved. Thus, she had alternated contradictory emotional states before collapsing from exhaustion.

Two hours had passed since she had finally found refuge in her sleep.

Two hours in which she had regained her strength and her wits.

With the bond between her and her beloved now severed, she seemed to have regained all her mental faculties and the cold, objective reasoning that characterized her. However, despite all the cold objectivity, she was capable of, she continued to mourn Harry's loss inwardly. From now on, she could only hope that he was we
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