The woman walked by the grave yard, a boy around 18 was being held by a blonde man, she wanted to hold them, a tight hand gripped her arm, "Stacy, let's go" she looked at her husband, who pulled her away little did she know the funeral was hers. 5 years later Otis pov I sighed as I walked on the street, I hadn't fed a while, I had no pleasure in it. I missed her terribly, I figured Nellys ring. It was always on my finger. A child laughed then bumped into me, she fell onto her bottom. Then looked at me with big brown eyes, "Olivia. Oh I'm so sorry" the mother picked up her child, "Olivia." "I'm sorry, you know kids," the woman looked at me with her beautiful green eyes. Nelly?
I love Nelly and Otis and could not let her die. I'm always open to ideas.