( whether the effects of the food were still there or not, she felt like she could finally start seeing things clearly. the view before her was no longer a blur and began to realize the revelation she had just made. was it a mistake? should she have kept him in the dark about this? after all, despite their initial differences, they had at least that goal in common.

heather remained still as she watched him pace back and forth, muttering that word like a desperate prayer. she remained silent as her expression began to turn into one of stress and she wasn't sure what she could do about this now.

truthfully, she was still angry about the whole thing. she wanted to be the one to kill claudia, but perhaps it was best that she hadn't. that would have dragged her down to a level she had been trying to avoid- filling her heart with bitterness and cruelty. )

Vincent...

( she said softly before she fell down to her knees and gave out a desperate cry in stress. it was the first time she had been able to decompress and really think about what had happened. )

I can't believe I let this happen, but I swear I was about to kill that thing. Disgusting, weak, it looked just like me.