She knew the moment she drank the last of his blood, there would be no turning back. Death would never come. And she would be with him forever… just like she always wanted. She would feel love and warmth, and she would finally be at peace. She knew she’d made the right decision.
But when the last drop trickled down her throat, she only felt one thing.
©2017 what sandra thinks
It’s not Monday anymore, but since I’ve been struggling to write lately, trying this seemed like a good idea. I’m not especially proud of this but I’m posting it anyway…
You can find the details at Lovely Curses.
This week’s prompt was the photo above.