Clash of Hearts
september
He put the envelope on the bed then sat beside me.
“I have seen him do stuff, El. Stuff that… that normal people do not usually do. Or do not do, like, at all.”
With shaking hands, I opened the cursed envelope and was greeted with even more cursed photos. There, in colored print, very clear and recognizable, was Hugo; doing things that only us do. Us, vampires. I felt like crying.
“How did you managed to get these?” I asked, ever so silently, my voice shaking.
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