LOOKING at herself in the full-length vanity mirror inside her bedroom, Uno’s eyes instantly went to her neck.
The trace of the bloody, gory bite was no longer there. Instead, the dents of the four canines were left in her neck.
The scars were not really visible but if someone would look intently, they would notice the four tiny marks.
The first thing that she noticed when she woke up that morning was Winona who was peacefully sleeping under her. They were naked came in second. And lastly was the pain in her neck.
She hurriedly went to the bathroom when she caught sight of the time on the digital alarm clock below the bedside lamp.
She almost called for her girlfriend when she saw the gruesome bite on her neck. Dried blood was outstretched in the expanse of her shoulder. When she
