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Sloane: "Did you just arrive?" my dad asked as I walked into his study. The place hasn't changed since the last time I was here. His scent is everywhere mixed with the dark hardwood that decorates pretty much everything in here. "Yeah," I nodded sitting in front of his desk. He continued to go through some paperwork. "I need to talk to you about my mother," "Didn't know you were still calling her that," he smiled. "Not the vampire. I mean Elianne," he stopped before he set the papers down. "My powers don't work on her. I can't feel her like I feel everyone else. It's like when I'm around you. Amelia, however, I feel her. She's- she's not good," "When did you figure this out?" he asked sitting up giving me his full attention. "The other night when I almos