And she simply stood and stared in horror as Stefan lifted Fleur's wrist to his mouth—not kissing it but biting, sucking. I can promise you the day is nigh when he will renounce you. Don't talk to me about being realistic! The things that have been going through my mind, you wouldn't believe. I hate that.
I cannot tell you how much distress it caused me, the complete change in her character. The motes of energy they had sucked out formed luminous flesh to clothe their bones. Yet still she wasn't drawn in—because at the same time he scared her to death. Don't let it happen again.
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