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security.”
    Reluctantly, I pulled myself from Jack. His eyes
locked on mine, and my heart screamed. It’d just finally dawned on
me what I was about to do. Separating myself from Jack to sleep was
uncomfortable. Being miles and miles away for I don’t even know how
long… that sounded unbearable.
    “I’ll take good care of her,” Ezra promised when Jack
seemed unwilling to let me go.
    Ezra took my hand in his, partially to help coax me
away from Jack and partially so he could keep tabs on me. This was
not the most ideal place for a new vampire’s first big outing, and
everyone knew that.
    Jack let go of my hand, and as Ezra carefully guided
me through the crowds past the first set of metal detectors, my
eyes never left Jack’s. He just stood in the middle of the airport,
staring after me, like some tragic music video, and I wondered what
exactly I had gotten myself into when I became a vampire.
     
     
    - 3 –
     
    My transformation from human to vampire had been so
incredibly brutal that the English language isn’t fit to describe
it.
    My body died and ate itself. My organs shifted
around, feeling as if my intestines had been replaced with living,
moving snakes that squirmed inside of me. I spent hours upon hours
vomiting. I was in a constant state of fevered delirium. My body
ached on a cellular level. Even touching my hair would cause
excruciating pain.
    It wasn’t until I finally drank blood for the first
time, cold from a bag, that everything began to take a turn for the
better. The pain subsided and was replaced by pleasure.
    All my senses were heightened, and I couldn’t believe
how glorious everything really was. There were more colors, tastes,
and textures in the spectrum than I ever imagined.
    I felt Jack when he entered the room, and not like
before. My heart always knew exactly how far he was from me. The
way plants strained for the sun, I strained for him.
    I had changed. My skin was smoother, my hair silkier,
my eyes brighter. While I hadn’t exactly been fat before, I had a
new elegance to how I looked.
    The change wasn’t as drastic as it had been with
Milo, more like I had simply gone through a makeover, but I
definitely looked better. And I had shot up from 5’3” to a whopping
5’5” feet tall.
    Once I was fully conscious, fed, and the pain had
gone away, I wanted to fill in the missing gap. The last thing I
remembered before surrendering into the transformation was that I
had just drank Jack’s blood, and he was about to battle Peter.
    But here we were, in Jack’s room, with him by my
side, and we both seemed alright.
    “What happened?” I asked, forcing myself to sit up in
his bed.
    “When?” Jack played dumb. He sat at the end of his
bed, watching me.
    “How are we both alive?” I asked, and he laughed,
completely distracting me.
    His laughter, which had always had power over me,
rippled through me. It was almost too miraculous to really
comprehend the actual sound.
    “You look totally in awe right now,” Jack smirked at
me.
    “I am but… don’t change the subject.” I blinked to
focus myself. “How are we alive? Is Peter…”
    Jack’s lips tightened into a thin line at the mention
of him. Maybe it wasn’t the sound of his name quite as much as my
underlying concern, but he pushed aside his feelings and decided
that I deserved an explanation.
    “No. He’s alive.” He let his words hang in the air,
and I waited for him to elaborate, but he didn’t.
    “How? How are you both alive?” I asked.
    “I broke the bond.” The glimmer returned to his eyes
and an easy smile spread across his face, enchanting me. “When you
drank my blood, whatever tie you had with Peter was severed.”
    That should’ve been obvious. As soon as I thought of
Peter, I didn’t have that physical ache for him or that fluttery
feeling in my heart. While I had concern for his well-being, the
only things I felt physically were a dull bloodlust and a pull
towards Jack.
    “So we’re…