Elsie looked up at the dawning sky and thought about Ambrose.
Is he safe?
Is he well?
Has he found shelter from the dawn?
She frowned and skulked back to the hotel. What does it matter? It doesn’t matter. That vampire doesn’t matter. After all, he’s no different than the rest. Just like that vampire who tried to bite me tonight.
She shuddered and rubbed her neck. They’re all the same. Heartless. Selfish. Cruel. Incapable of thinking or caring about anything beyond their next “meal”.
I was a fool to think that he was different.
He never was.
He’s just a vampire.
Just like the rest.
She entered the hotel room and set all of her hunting equipment on the floor.
Hildreth had fallen asleep with the bed lamp still on.
Elsie walked over to him and contemplated his sleeping face.
What would Ambrose do if he knew about us?
Even as she thought the question, she knew the answer.
Ambrose wouldn’t hurt me. I don’t know. Maybe he would. But I know he would take it all out on Hildreth.
She curled up behind him and wrapped her arms around his chest. “I love you, Hildreth. I’m sorry it’s taken me so long to really say it and truly mean it, but I love you.” She hugged him tighter. “I don’t want anything to happen to you.”
He didn’t wake or make any sort of reply, but she wasn’t hoping for one.
She kissed the back of his neck and fell asleep.
Ambrose did not show up in her dreams at all.