006. Red

POV: Rose

Word count: 115

I used to love the color red.

It is wild, fiery, just like me. When you're wearing it, you're saying to the world, "Hey, I'm sexy, I'm proud of it, and I know you want me."

It is also the color of blood, which I saw many times through Lissa's eyes when she bit me. So, for a while I also linked red with the bite-induced pleasure.

I haven't even mentioned that it looks great with my complexion yet.

But then I met Dimitri in Omsk, and when I looked into his once all-consuming brown orbs, and all I saw was red… well, that was the moment I became disgusted with red for a lifetime.