*VICKY*Unknowingly, I came back to the place where it all started. If I hadn't applied for that job, everything that followed probably wouldn't have happened. Then, I would still be a happy girl with a sweet tooth, and I might have even become a famous chef by now."Do you regret it, Vicky?" asked the other me inside. "If, as you said yourself, you never love anyone, then you won't be so hurt. Now, look at yourself."I couldn't help but stand in front of the hotel window. Looking at my haggard figure, I almost didn't recognize myself. Well, what was I supposed to do now? Keep pestering him? Obviously, it didn't make sense.I knew exactly what kind of person Leon was. After spending so much time with him, what did he do when Osip pestered him? Those same methods would be used on me.It was so annoying to lose one's self completely in a relationship. Wasn't there any way to turn me back into a rational person? I pinched my face one moment and pulled at my hair the next, trying to make

*VICKY*"Okay, okay, you name a place. I'll go with you. Okay?"I didn't expect this guy to be so annoying, like a puppy without an owner wagging his tail for strangers when he saw them. But Jaydan was right. I should indeed have a good drink, preferably to get myself drunk. Maybe, as he said, sleep it off.If I didn't go with him, I guess he would have followed me all the way. His body smelled familiar, but I couldn't remember why."Haha, just come with me. You have nothing to worry about. I promise you'll be okay."Jaydan led me out of the subway station and around the corner to a small alley. It seemed like homeless people had just vacated the alley. The surrounding area was covered with the marks of burning fires. The strong smell of urine made my head spin.A vampire's sense of smell was much sharper than that of humans. This smell affected me far more than a normal person."Wait, is there really a place to drink here? Don't you lie to me. I'm warning you. If you try to do anyth

*VICKY* I don't know what the hell happened yesterday. Did someone break into my room? How come I didn't remember anything? I thought hard, trying to remember. After I left the hotel yesterday, my memory became blurry. I seemed to follow someone to a place, and then... then... Then I couldn't recall anything at all. I picked up the note on the table and looked at it. I didn't know the handwriting, but the bats around were not responding, which meant that this person was not hostile to me. Forget it. I rubbed my head and put on my clothes and bag to go out, but the moment I walked to the gate, I suddenly realized that I didn't know where I was going. I was fired. It was done between Leon and me. Everything in the dream was an illusion. I had to face reality. Good food always made me happy. I put down my bag, put on a comfy home dress, opened the refrigerator, and took out the ingredients that had long been stocked up. It was fine Spanish ham, ribeye steak, and some of my self-made

*LEON*It was another full moon. I remembered she told me before that something terrible would happen on the day of the full moon. Looking back now, what she said was true.I stared at the full moon outside the window and sighed deeply. Forgive me, Vicky. I had no other alternative. You don't know how much I wanted to hug you when you came to see me.Forgive me. I am still too weak. When I have the strength, I will come back to pick you up. But for now, I had to leave you. Now I can only help you financially. I hope you are alright. I want you to have a good life. When the time is right, I will tell you everything.My vision gradually became blurry, and my thoughts were pulled back to a few days ago…"Come here, sit down."In my office, a middle-aged man with gray hair and a big beard stood in front of the window with his hands behind his back, staring at the whole of Manhattan solemnly. I was surprised because he was my father, Conrad Knightly. He had rarely shown care for me since I

*VICKY*Rainy New York made me feel a little depressed.I was leaning against the window and looking at the street. Pedestrians were trotting in a hurry. The road downstairs of my house was blocked when there should be no traffic jamMany people in New York didn't have the habit of using umbrellas, and I was one of them.I put on a cape. The hood was deep enough to block my face completely, and I put on my scratched bag and walked to Jennifer's store. The traffic jam was a bit serious today, and her shop was not far from my home, so I decided to walk over.I always liked to take shortcuts on rainy days, and it was nice to see the city from a different perspective.I slipped into a small alley, looked around to see if anyone spotted me, flew to the roof, and then jumped between buildings at high speed. Overlooking the whole city gave me a feeling that everything was under control, although this might just be an illusion.I was extremely fast, and instead of walking for twenty minutes,