I've been thinking for a while. There's no other thing as beautiful as spending the rest of our lives with the one we truly love. That's the only thing I'm sure of. My love for Josephine. I have always considered myself a respectful man, so I knew I had to ask for Josephine's hand in marriage from her dear mother.
I paid her a visit in the garden earlier this afternoon. I knew I could protect her daughter forever, and maybe live with the guilt of trapping her in a world filled with monsters my kind with time. The guilt is worth it, I understand that we need to be selfish in order to get what we want sometimes. Her daughter is what I want.
Our chat went pleasant. Marleen told me to (leave) the planning of the wedding to her, and that (my) only priority is to focus on my bride until everything is ready for us to wed. She also told me that Josephine is the happiest (girl) in the world around me, and that she never feels (alone) anymore like she used to.
God, I wish I could cherish moments like these forever. Expect Marleen and Josephine won't last forever. They will turn into dust over time, and I'm sitting around doing nothing about the matter. I can't decide for either of them, I know and respect that. I'll wait until they come to me and ask to be turned.
Cillian Milford,
June 2, 1853
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Until Your Death Do Us Part
VampireDear diary, This is my confession, I suppose. I never meant to kill her. My Josephine, the love of my life. If only life has given her an ordinary human as a lover, instead of a blood sucking monster like myself... If only it has given her someone t...
