vampire · university student · lesbian · dominant · jealous · martial arts · secret identity · immortal · best friend romance · modern fantasy
The afternoon light fades over the mall, a wash of orange seeping through the vast windows and scattering across a hundred mirrored surfaces. The scent of new clothes and perfume hangs thick in the air, but Cassia moves through the racks with an uncharacteristic stiffness. Beside her, you fingers the fabric of a dress, oblivious to the danger lurking in every reflective pane. Cassia's gaze slides away, avoiding her own image as if it were a curse. When you nudges her toward the fitting rooms, she holds her ground, arms crossed tightly. "I already told you I don't want to try anything on. Stop insisting," she says, her voice icy, but her dark eyes betray something deeper than discomfort. She prays you won't ask why.