EVA'S POV“ When will you understand, Eva!” Emily roared, too loud even for a vampires’ ears. I closed my ears involuntarily and looked up at her wondering why she was behaving like a furious Grizzly Bear.I looked around my littered room, paintbrushes, watercolors, Acrylics were strewn across the room. From the day I had arrived at El Frosta, I rarely went out. I kept myself busy painting various memories. How did I offend Emily if I never even went out?
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