"Why…why can't we be lovers? We shared a passionate kiss, so why can't we pursue something more?" Lilith stammered, her voice shaking as she rose from the bed and turned her back on Dracula.
He sighed. 'Do you love me then?' he asked, his question bearing down on Lilith with the weight of its implications.
She became immobile, having no idea on what to reply Dracula.
Lilith pondered, flustering her eyelashes as she tried to summon up all her past experiences with him.
So far, from all that she could put into place, she doesn't think she loves him. 'Besides, what is the true meaning of love?' Lilith mused a question to herself.
Dracula continued to remain seated on the bed as he awaited the reply of Lilith.
After a while, he took in another deep breath while trying to break the weird silence that had crowded the atmosphere.
"Are you in love with me?" He asked, repeating the earlier question that he had struck to Lilith.