Prologue
Brian's point of view, 8 years ago.
She laid in her bed, innocently asleep. Her snores were soft as she was unaware that I watched from the dark shadows. I sat in her large windowsill, curtains billowing around my figure, as she breathed softly. Watching her breathe was calming to me, it could've been that she sounded like music to me. I sat there, secretly longing for her to open her beautiful turquoise eyes. I loved Grace and one day she would look at me with the same love I held for her in those same turquoise pools.
I saw the first hours of dawn erupt from her window and inwardly wept. I looked her again and jumped out of the window, softly landing on the ground. I was leaving her… again. It was all that horrid man’s fault. He had done this, it was his fault for getting in the way. He had taken her away from me and brain washed her. I had been watching her from the shadows for seven years now. I was seven when I began to watch her, so I was now fourteen and my love was thirteen, but she’d soon be fourteen.
I began to run away from her house as I thought about the man who had taken her away. Her uncle. I would continue to watch from the shadows but I swear on my existence as a vampire that I will get my beloved back. No matter what I have to say, no matter what I have to do, no matter who I have to kill, I will get my beloved back.
