Nearly time to go home, she reminded herself, and everything will go back to norm Outwardly, Henry was still the same unthreatening figure; bulky, untidy, forever pushing his spectacles along the bridge of his nose as he worked. She was certain that if they lingered, the void would drag them down into itself, beyond help, beyond light. Many things.
It may be hard for you to understand that it can also be an expression of love, yet it is; and I had to resist it, for your sake. Now the delusion had been whipped aside like a painted screen to reveal the ugliness of reality. Her grey-violet eyes were full of amethyst shades that only vampire sight could perceive; her expression was an intriguing mixture of passion and seriousness. Charlotte looked completely astonished.
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