THE STING OF THE VAMPIRE'S BITE
"Breakfast, sir."
I groaned inwardly and dragged myself out of bed. My feet hit the cold wooden floor, and I rubbed my eyes as I made my way toward the door. It took a second to adjust my thoughts, but as I opened the door, I found a smiling man standing before me. He was in his late fifties, with greying hair and a warmth in his eyes that made me feel like I was dealing with a familiar face rather than a stranger.
“Good morning, sir,” he greeted, his smile stretching wide as he held a small tray. "Here's your breakfast.”
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