"Did Diana drink my blood while I was asleep?"
The thought hit me out of nowhere.
Staring at the ceiling for a second, I hugged myself and pretended to cry.
"I feel… violated," I said, not really meaning my words.
She must've. I doubt she drank anyone else's blood. She's utterly addicted to the taste of me by this point. Seeing as a vampire hunter hasn't come to kill her yet, no one found out about it.
Sinking back into my pillow, I unlocked my phone and called my mother's number.
An hour later, the room was louder now.
Even though this wasn't the time for a visitation from a large group, it seemed that the rule didn't apply to an Agnus because my family was here.
Standing near the foot of the hospital bed, exhaustion was etched into the faces of both of my parents.
When's the last time that they slept?
