"Y-you, why are you here?", asks Morgan. A moment ago, he was terrified. But now, he is inexplicably infuriated. He had just realized that it was no use talking sense with this woman. His friendly and kind countenance turns dissatisfied. "Leave.""Morgan, do you know her?" Mrs Heirden asks, confused as she and her husband eye her from head to toe. Samanatha is perfect in their eyes, actually. But they wonder who she is and why she is acting so domineering in front of them, especially to Morgan."No Ma." Morgan pulled his mother and father behind him, trying to hide them from Samantha's venomous gaze. "Whoever you are, I'm begging you, please leave. You're not invited here."Samantha pouts her lips and acts sad. No. The sadness on her face was not an act at all. For some reason, she herself can't explain why, but a part in her heart feels the pain seeing how Morgan dislikes her. Samantha mocks herself in mind. 'Hey, hey, Samantha. Wait. You're a vampire. Do you think you have a heart?
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