He was drinking blood! He was offering it to me! Oh, my God, it was someone else's blood! Human blood!
– Yes, Viper, that's the beauty whose dress you're wearing," I heard him say in a calm, mocking voice.
The food I'd just eaten rose to my throat, and I had to cover my mouth with the palm of my hand to keep from throwing up right there in the dining room.
– Her blood is amazing. Do you want to try some? – Grayson appeared next to me and held out his glass to me.
– I'm going to throw up! – I burst out.
– Fine, you may go. But I really hurt that you're refusing to have dinner with me. – His voice was just ice cold.
The vampire unlocked the door, and I ran quickly to my room, stumbling as I went and tangling in my horrible mourning dress. Without fail, I locked myself in the bathroom, leaned over the toilet, and threw up.
"A monster! Could it be Cedric too… Yes, because Cedric drinks blood and kills people too! That's how he behaves in his castle in Prague! That's what he hides from my eyes! What an ugliness! What cruelty!" – I thought.
Soon my stomach was completely empty, and I was sitting on the cold tile next to the toilet, sobbing and wiping my mouth with a towel I'd grabbed before I threw up. Tears were streaming from my eyes. After sitting on the floor crying for quite a while, I found the strength to walk up to the washbasin and rinse my mouth copiously. My head was dizzy and splitting, my body was weak, and my eyes were blurred.
Suddenly I remembered that I was still wearing the dress of the girl Grayson had killed, and a deep self-disgust came over me. I rushed into the room, took off the cursed dress, threw it into a corner, and, rummaging through my suitcase, put on a pale pink, knee-length dress. Then, in physical and mental exhaustion, I lay down on the bed and curled up.
"He drinks blood from glasses… And my blood will splash in the bottle too. Wow, he keeps human blood in bottles like wine. So he exsanguinates his victim completely!" – came into my head, and I squeezed my eyes shut tight so I wouldn't see the image of Grayson drinking blood from a beautiful crystal glass.
I cried quietly, and then darkness enveloped me. When I woke up, it was about ten o'clock in the morning.
As I hurriedly opened the windows, I heard birds singing outside, chasing away the terrible memories of last night's dinner with Grayson from my mind. The morning greeted me with grey clouds, thin as lace, gradually covering the sky, but I breathed in the fresh air with pleasure, and the memories of the terrible night before seemed to be erased from my mind, as if it had all been a dream. The sun's rays, occasionally breaking through the clouds, cheered me and gave me hope for the best. The scent of fresh flowers wafted to me, and as I leaned over the stone window sill to breathe in their heavenly fragrance, I smiled to find that there were lush rose bushes growing beneath the windows of my room. But remembering the unfortunate dress, I glanced at the corner of the room where I had thrown it, and saw that it was still there. Then I looked again at the park and was surprised to realise that Grayson's car was missing.
Then he had gone, and I could have escaped!
A mad rush of joy came over me, and I ran for the door.
"No! If I run away, that psychopath will announce Cedric's indiscretion to everyone! No, I can't leave," The thought made me smile bitterly and slow my step.
