As David pressed his palm against his throbbing forehead, a dull ache pulsed behind his temples, signaling the onset of a headache. He couldn't shake the gnawing question from his mind: why did he need more blood? Was his own supply running dangerously low, or was there another, more sinister reason lurking in the shadows?
Even David, accustomed to the unpredictability of his world, found himself taken aback by the woman's audacity. To willingly risk her own life to settle her debts was a level of desperation he hadn't anticipated. Yet, as he observed her resolve, a twinge of admiration stirred within him, tempered by the weight of the situation they now found themselves in.