The Vampire heir's Bride.
I say to myself.
I look at my arms and see they have scratches from the branches that hit my face as I tried to get Eros off me and then when I fell. I know they’ll heal quickly, but not as fast as Eros healed—in this moment, he probably doesn’t even have a mark on his body. While I do, and they still burn.
“I need to clean this before it gets infected,” I say, looking at the marks.
I go to the bathroom, wet a piece of cloth, and start wiping my face. It stings, and I see my reflection in the water inside the basin, seeing the marks scattered across my face.
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