HELENA POV
*trigger warning- Gore, murder, torture*
*you should see me in a crown - Billie Eilish*
Medina left just as the fourth song began.
I didn’t notice it immediately. At first, I was too busy concentrating on keeping my face neutral and my posture elegant, on letting the vampire king guide me back into the dance as if I belonged there, as if I were his. I played the part perfectly—chin lifted, shoulders relaxed, steps measured—while waiting for the show Medina had promised me.
A show I didn’t know a single detail about.
But I didn’t need to.
She had called me sunshine.
There was only one person in the entire f*****g world who called me that.
My mate.
The thought of him made my chest tighten—not with nausea this time, not with the crushing pain that had kept me gagging and
