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Ever since Fionaβs vampire gene was first triggered, she hasnβt been able to control her vampirism around blood. No matter how hard she tried, she always turned into her own worst enemy around blood, her sharp fangs forming at the slightest scent of blood. As she tried her best to control herself before she caused a scene in the town square, she held onto her forehead to try and get rid of the incoming headache that had come along with it.Β βIβm fine.β She reassured the first person that had offered their help, not wanting anyone elseβs help with something she knew she had to learn how to do herself.Β βCan you just give me some space please?β She asked as she could slowly feel herself losing her humanity.Β @newbornfallsstarterββ
As soon as green hues focused on the red head, August knew there was something wrong with his cousin. A frown appeared as the young man made his way to the other.Β β Iβm having a hard time believing that one, β he quipped at the blatant lie. He did take a couple steps back, arms raised in mock surrender, but still stayed close enough to talk to the girl.Β β Whatβs wrong.Β βΒ