Everything ends. Even pain. Even life.
That's what I thought. But I am still alive.
When I look at the man sitting beside me, I remember him. Eli Sanguine. A virgin ghoul. He is in love with me.
I am trying to recover my memories, but I am here again, watching him between the gaps of my memories. Even after that night, I am alive. I have spent ten years after that night, but I don't remember them right now. When I wake up next time, I know that I will remember everything including how I met this idiotic ghoul.
"Nell," He whispers my name. The bags under his eyes are alarming. How could a beautiful ghoul get them? Has he not been sleeping? Do ghouls sleep?
Eli leans closer to me and says my name again, searching my face for something. I don't think that I can show what he wants to see in me. "Nell, can you hear me?"
