Chapitre 40: Chapter 24

Soon Percy disappeared from my life. He had stopped showing up and anyway he was just a human being with a limited life span. Also, we weren't meant to be together. We parted shortly before we left the city.

My mother and I didn't age, just like vampires, so we were forced to move often.

For Byron it was pretty the same. The werewolf gene in his body extended his life span indefinitely. And maybe, he would have been better suited to me, if he wasn't a werewolf. My mother would never forgive me if I dated him, if he became more than a friend. So, when I was with him, I tried to remember it and not think of him in a romantic way.

We had managed, for years, to move to the same city and maintain our friendship.

In 1995, we lived carefree in Santa Monica, California. It was there that I was born, I hadn't set foot there for so long. Which was better, no one could recognize my mother.