Amber’s pov
“Remember what you need to do?” my grandfather asked me, and I rolled my eyes at this.
“Grandfather I am very much capable of seducing a man,” I told him.
“Well, I can’t argue with that, you are just not capable of keeping their attention,” he said and left.
How is it my fault that Blake chose some girl over me?
I would leave for years and sometimes even decades.
I knew that whenever I came back to him Blake would welcome me with open arms.
How would I have known that when I came back he would have changed so much?
The guy I spent a century with wasn’t like this.
He wasn’t so calm and patient.
The Blake I knew had always been reckless and did things without thinking.
It is why we got along so well.
Together we would leave a trail of dead bodies in our wake.
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