"Elaine? What is she talking about?" I looked at my friend, the vampire woman—the only one I felt safe sharing anything about myself with. We were similar, she and I. Or were we?
My first memory of her was at the party where Elon took me. It was at the high Duke's event, where we mingled, meeting the blue bloods to have them as our snack later.
Elon introduced me to Elaine. Of course, he did. I felt an instant connection with her. We even shared a meal that night.
"The Duke's party where we met, it wasn't our first time, was it?" I asked her, my voice shaking.
"I was there when you were taken by the vampires," she said.
"Why don't I remember that? I remember waking up on top of his body... What did you do to me?" Elaine was a part of it all. I was so conflicted. Was everything I knew
