Christopher's POV

The past few days have been fucking torture. They've been worse than torture. Physical pain I can take. What I can't take is the love of my life looking at me like I'm a monster. Like I'm exactly like the creature that attacked her a few nights ago.

Just thinking about that disgusting vamp makes me want to kill it. I'm surprised that I haven't killed it already. William has been making me wait, hoping that by leaving it out in the UV lamps for a few days it will be weak enough for us to question it. I say 'it' because the vamp is scum and doesn't...