Sunny pov
The King of vampires was so nice. He was treating me sweetly. I couldn't deny how much love he was giving me. He cared for me. At least that's what I believe.
But with all of his sweetness, I couldn't forget Juan even for a second. Even in my dreams. He was everywhere in front of my eyes.
I needed him.
I couldn't tell if I regret running away or not. I had to sacrifice for his happiness and give him space to think at least until I reach 18 -years- old.
But I also didn't expect myself to encounter the enemy trap.
He wanted a piece of me, but he wanted to wait until my 18th birthday too.
Which made me try my best to leave before this time comes.
I was afraid.
I didn't want to be his.
I stopped eating. I stopped drinking. Until my body couldn't take it anymore. And I became weak and sick. I lost consciousness after a week.
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