Four months later: Shay's perspective
The world is clearer. I see everything in a way I have never thought of. If I had known what it was like to be a Strigoi when I was a dhampir, I would have turned ages ago. I would have let my mother bite me rather than decapitate her. No matter that I'll be twenty-five forever, it's a price I'm willing to pay. My attention snaps back to reality. A young couple is heading down this alleyway to their car. Valentines day is perfect for killing. Humans get reckless because of 'love'. I swoop in. I snap both their necks so they don't scream. They are rich, despite their age. I lower my head down and feed from their necks. For good measure, I rip the bracelet off the girls arm. It is one where the chain leads into the ring. I glance up at the night sky, speckled with tiny stars. I would have found beauty in it four months ago. Now I feel nothing except the satisfaction from my kill.
Dimitri's perspective:
We have no leads on Shay. None whatsoever. I can tell it's killing Rose, who barely even knew Shay. But I did. I remember her the instant I saw her face. I once had a crush on her, a petty one that was never anything more. And she was an amazing fighter, with skills that would rival my own. She placed just under me in our final grades. Over the years, she learned to lose her accent. Much like me. I rifle through her papers once again, hoping for answers that I'm sure won't come. But they do. I know where she is.
