My Life With a Vampire

My Life With a Vampire

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I thought my life was over, but I thought wrong it was just the beginning of my story. Today was a regular day at school, Same old, Same old. My name is Kimara. I have a light brown complexion with smooth skin, long black hair and blue eye's. I'm 17 years of age. I say my friend daneilla she has fire red hair green eyes and flawless shape and the boys go after her wanting to go on dates and other thing however both of us meet up and went to class. The following day a new guy started the school that day. " who's that," I asked. He's name is Joshua Winters and he's a transfer student from Varscity High. I notice from he came in the class that he is starring at me, I started starring back at him and smiled. There was a spare seat beside me so Mister Reid told him to sit next to me. " Hi," he said I never answered him " hi, " he said again I turn around and started starring at him. He's hair is dark brown, smooth skin and icy blue eyes.
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"Aiden, is it true?" My voice trembled as I searched his cold, distant gaze, feeling the ground shift beneath me. Tears blurred my vision, but I fought to focus, desperate for him to deny the accusations. I needed him to assure me that the man I had loved since college had not betrayed me. I wiped my cheeks and grasped his hands, the warmth of our shared moments now a painful memory. "Please, Aiden... say something." For a heartbeat, silence enveloped us, thick and suffocating. Then, his voice sliced through the stillness, sharp and devoid of emotion. "Isla, I'm sorry. But what you've heard... it's true." Time seemed to freeze as disbelief crashed over me like a tidal wave. His words lingered in the air, cold and final, as I searched his eyes for the warmth that once danced there. But all I found was emptiness. Where had the man I loved gone? How had everything we built vanished in an instant?

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