My fangs are still long and sharp. I am thinking, how can I go out like this? Then suddenly, the fangs are shrinking, and I look normal again. My red eyes are back to the usual black. I close my eyes. Thank God! I cannot imagine letting others see me as I am now—as a vampire.
I am wondering about myself after the phone call. Am I so stupid? Well, yes, I admit my tendency to prioritize others over mine. It is not that I want to be a good person or anything, but it is how my parents raised me.
I am tired, but remember what I should do for Honey. Somehow, my mind is recalling what my father taught me. He said no matter what I did, never let myself smear my name since an excellent reputation was more valuable than wealth. We could lose money and then earn it back by work. However, if we los
