EPILOGUE
As cruel words spat at her, she slammed the book shut. He was a vampire, sucking her blood and using it as ink.
Everyone would know it was her, this character, this bitch.
The heavy hard-cover cracked the head on the pillow beside her like an eggshell.
“The end” she sighed, turning out the light.
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