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This is our second flight, and we're already in the United States, right outside of the Georgia border. When the plane lands, my ears pop repeatedly, and I noticed that Jonah isn't bothered by it, not one bit. We collect our luggage and head towards the Rent-A-Car which is right next to the airport, and we rented a black Volvo and stayed in a motel. There was a pool and a hot tub. And we went into the hot tub as soon as we got there. Nothing serious. We just needed the relaxation for a bit. After the hot tub, we went back inside, and I took a hot shower. I got out, and barged into Jonah changing. He was half naked. From the waist down. I'm not going to lie, I did look down. I turned around quickly, and felt my cheeks turn red.

"Sh-shit. I'm sorry, Jonah," I stuttered.

"You can turn around now."

"I'm not turning around until you have pants on."

A minute passed, and Jonah said, "Okay. Now you can turn around."

I did, and I was relieved when I saw him with pants. But, of course, he had no shirt on. I put my bikini on a hanger for it to dry and slipped into bed to watch a movie. Turns out, this motel has Netflix. We watched a movie about vampires, and I fell asleep. . . on Jonah. As much as I tell myself to take it easy with Jonah, I find myself wanting to snuggle up to him again. And - surprisingly - he's the one that makes the first move. He extended his arm, looked at me, asking me with his eyes, and I laid down on him, curling up next to his lukewarm body. At one point, I sat up and looked at his hand that had the ring on. I took it off his finger and he sat up quickly, grabbing my hand before I could even pull away.

"I'm not taking it from you," I said calmly. "I just want to look at it." I put the ring on my middle finger, and - of course - it was too big. The black light that pulsed through Jonah's arm when he put it on raced through mine and I panicked, because the ring shrunk on my finger. "SHIT!" I exclaimed, ripping the ring off my finger. It landed beside Jonah and he slipped it onto the middle finger of his right hand. "The hell was that?" I asked.

"The ring is magic," Jonah added. The black light pulsed through his arm and the ring adjusted to the size of his finger. "It adjusts to the beholder's finger."

"Jonah . . .?"

He looks at me with his gorgeous blue eyes.

"How is it like? - - Being a vampire?"

Jonah snorted and shook his head. "It's a curse, Elora."

"How? You can read minds, jump higher than anyone in the world, you have inhuman hearing and you run faster than a cheetah."

"But I live off of blood. It doesn't matter how many energy drinks I take or how much food I eat. Blood is what fuels me. It's what makes me immortal."

I clear my throat. "That's . . . "

"It sucks. I can't even walk in the sun without Calypso's ring."

"Calypso?"

"That's the name of the witch that made the ring I have and the ring I'm after. They're the only things in the world that will let us vampires walk in the sun."

"Have you ever turned someone into a vampire?"

"Hell no! You have no idea how that's like, to carry that burden. To turn someone into a vampire. Why would I want to . . . to curse someone?"

"I-I was just wondering. But have you ever come close to?"

Jonah took his eyes off of his ring and looked right at me. "Yeah. I have."

Now that surprised me. "When?"

"My parents had adopted a human. She was my sister. At the age of sixteen she was diagnosed with Leukemia. She was at the brink of death a year later. She had asked me if I could turn her into a vampire so she wouldn't die. She didn't want to die."

"But . . . you didn't?"

"I told her I couldn't."

"You must really hate being a vampire."

"I do. I really do. Dying would be better than being a vampire. You can't go to certain restaurants because some dishes might have garlic. And you can't go to church because vampires aren't a creation of God. I'd burn if I stepped a foot inside of a church. And worst of all, people think you're a monster. People will hunt you down, and try to kill you. Being immortal isn't fun. If I wasn't a vampire, sure, it might be fun. But other than that, I hate this."

"Like you said in your truck, things happen for a reason. And, I'm sure your sister is in a much better place."

"Oh, she didn't die."

"W-what? How?" I thought that there might have been a miracle and her cancer was gone. Is that even possible?

"I didn't turn her. Another vampire did. I searched for the guy who turned her, but never found him."

"I'm . . . I'm sorry, Jonah."

"For what?"

"Bringing this up. It must be hard for you."

He shrugs, as if it's no big deal, but I can see it in his eyes that he misses his sister. "It's fine." He curls up beside me, hiding under the covers. "I'm . . . gonna sleep."

I don't say anything else. I just throw my legs over the side of the bed and head outside. The sun is just setting, hiding behind buildings and disappearing. I left the motel room door unlocked, and just stood outside in my sports bra and shorts, enjoying the refreshing air. As I reached for my cell phone, I swear I saw someone in the corner of my eye. And I did. There was in front of the hotel. All I could tell is that she had blonde hair. She was wearing a red jacket, with the hood flipped over her head. At first, I thought it was a coincidence that she was staring this way. But then I figured it out when she wouldn't move. She was staring directly at me. Not blinking. Not moving. A chill rippled through my spine and spread throughout my body. I looked somewhere else, hoping she would stare in a different direction, but when I looked up. She was gone.

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