The difference

Alex smashed the bottle on the floor before he charged towards Zeke, grabbing his collar.

"Tell me, Zeke… what the hell is going on with me?" he hissed. His fangs lengthened and his eyes were back to being red again. It almost looked like he was just one of them, a normal, pure blooded vampire. "And about Abigail… is she really my wife? Am I the husband who left her? How? Why? Why did I forget her?!"

He was raging, hissing at Zeke, looking so lost and utterly confused.

"Answer me, Zeke!!"

"Yes, you're right. You are her husband who left her and then you forgot about her," Zeke finally told him, causing Alex to freeze, as if he was unsure how to react.

He just stared at Zeke for a while, wide-eyed, shaking his head in disbelief as he mumbled. "So I… already loved her before and even married her… since when? How long ago did I leave her?"

"Alex, isn't it better if you ask her all these questions of yours?"

"I can't stand it!!!"