(France _ Haute Provence)
Emmanuelle was reading peacefully on her outdoor terrace. She wore a simple dress with provincial patterns that fell to her calves. She had chosen to put her platinum blonde hair up in a high bun with the help of a scarf, wearing the same pattern and color as her dress.
Despite her years in the South of France, she had kept her alabaster skin. She often had to pretend anemia or lack of melanin for people to leave her alone after a day in the sun. Also, her gaze rested for a moment on the ring she wore on her thumb, which allowed her to live normally in daylight.
The night was already advanced, and she had to force herself to turn on the electric lights to give the illusion of being human.
Indeed, she did not need any artificial lighting to see at night. Only a
