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CHAPTER 62
Annabel’s Pov My feet shuffled nervously as I ventured into a dimly lit space, unfamiliar faces casting furtive glances my way. The air was thick with the musky scent of the supernatural, a stark reminder of my newfound existence. My eyes darted around, scanning the room for anyone who might offer solace or answers. Approaching a group, I mustered a hesitant smile and greeted them. "Hey, I'm Annabel. Mind if I join you?" A burly vampire with a gruff demeanor regarded me with suspicion. "Annabel, huh? Fresh blood?" He chuckled, and his cronies joined in, creating a hostile atmosphere that made my unease palpable. "Yeah, fresh blood," another sneered, eyes narrowing. "What's your story, Annabel?" I took a deep breath, attempting to conceal my apprehension. "I'm new here. Damon said th
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