THE PLAGUE

"You know Darren?" Rhea was surprised that this girl even knew her sister's fiancé.

On the other hand, Hazel was trying to hide how nervous she was right now, by keeping herself busy, as she mopped the floor.

"Yes, I know them, I met them a few weeks ago. Actually, I live next to Darren's house," Hazel said again. She wanted to be friendly with her, but she knew she couldn't really rely on perfunctory friendliness. Moreover, she wanted to see the results immediately. "I also know that you are a vampire."

Hazel said that word as calmly as she could, without lifting her head, as if she was talking about weather, but she could immediately feel the tension that rose up in the air once the words left her lips.

For a moment, there was silence between them and when Hazel finally decided to lift her head, she found Rhea was staring daggers at her, as if she just said something so forbidden.