Chapter 41: Ivan
For someone who had already died once, I’m telling you, I wasn’t looking forward to dying yet again.
But I also didn’t know that Nevena’s blood was going to burn me from within the way it did.
Don’t listen to what people say, that dying is peaceful. It’s not. As someone who had died twice and came back to life, I can tell you with full authority that dying hurts like hell. I don’t know why that is. Maybe because the first time I was holding onto my previous life too much. Maybe because the second time I was holding onto Nevena and didn’t want to leave her alone.
But regardless, the act of extracting your soul from your body is an excruciating one.
Nevena’s blood killed me and there was nothing I could do about it. I was alone in my pain. And I felt like a failure when I realized I had betrayed Nevena.
And then there was peace unlike anything I’ve ever known before in my mortal life and my vampiric unlife.