*Birds chirping*
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*Roosters crowing*
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I stirred awake, the warmth of sunlight brushing against my skin. The golden rays filtering through the cracked windows reminded me how fortunate I was. As an heiress of the royal vampire clan, my lineage had gifted me with unique resilience. Unlike most vampires, I didn’t burn under the sun’s touch.
Opening my eyes, I was greeted by the empty, dust-filled expanse of the abandoned building. It was eerily quiet. I glanced around, confusion setting in.
Where is Cyprus?
We were here together last night, weren’t we?
I stood, brushing off the remnants of sleep, and began exploring the dimly lit space. Sunbeams pierced through broken windows, casting fragmented patterns on the floor. But there was no sign of him.
Then it hit me—last night.
