[Twilight] Vampire's Royal Engagement

Bernice had no idea how she got back, and by the time she realized it, she had already returned to the empty residence.She turned on the lamp in the bedroom and buried herself in the quilt.

The moment of madness came and went quickly, and Bernice thought maybe she was really drunk this time.She felt terrible tonight, she didn't want to think about anything, she didn't want to feel anything, she was so tired.

She fell asleep.

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Bernice woke up as the first rays of morning sunlight fell in through the undrawn curtains.

Janet stood in front of her with her hips crossed, her face full of anger, and of course, incredible: "You fell asleep without taking off your skirt?"

Bernice lowered her head, looked at herself under the quilt, and indeed fell asleep wearing a dance skirt.But, who cares?Except for the nagging Janet.I had enough bad luck last night.

Speaking of last night, bad memories came to my mind, Bernice involuntarily touched her neck.Janet screamed, and Bernice believed she was enough to wake up the building's occupants, but Janet pointed to where her hand had touched: "Your neck."

Bernice jumped up and rushed to the full-length mirror, and she immediately understood why Janet was screaming like that: the stain on Bernice's neck, which was a small black spot last night, has now spread into quail Egg sized dark spots.Or maybe it's the black spots, because those two black spots still have a oozing purple.

Bernice looked at herself in the mirror in disbelief. It could be said that her slender neck was almost occupied by these two foreign objects.The way she looks now is enough to scare every brave child into tears.

"Janet, help me!" Bernice was at a loss.

"Let's go to the hospital," Janet said.But Bernice resolutely refused, no matter how much Janet pulled her, she refused. In the end, Janet's facial expression even became ferocious: "Bernes Watson, if you don't go to the hospital, you will die."

"I don't want—" Bernice screamed too.

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Bernice woke up, really woke up this time, she looked around the quiet bedroom, there was no Janet with a hideous face, no screams enough to wake everyone up, her Winnie the Pooh desk lamp was still on, the most important thing was The good thing is - Bernice held her breath and picked up the small mirror on the bedside table - there were no penetrating dark spots.

Bernice carefully observed her neck in the mirror. The two small black dots were still there obediently, not disappearing, or at least not getting bigger. This is considered good news.Bernice immediately reassured herself that this might be a nasty growth like a pimple, and that maybe she should google it and find a way to get rid of it like a pimple.

Bernice quickly took off the dress that had been wrapped around her overnight, threw it in the laundry basket, and went into the bathroom, where she really needed a good wash.

"Dinglingling——" it was the landline in the house that rang.Bernice was wrapped in a towel, and picked up the receiver uncertainly. She always forgot to check the caller ID, okay.

"How are you, Bernice?" It was the voice of Bernice's mother, Leroy.

"Oh," Bernice bit her lips, "not bad." It was difficult for her to find more words for herself.

"That's good." Bernice's mother looked cautious: "Take care of yourself."

"I will." Bernice said words like gold.

"Well, I was thinking, baby," Rhyro stammered, and Bernice felt disgusted at the name "baby": "You're going to have your 18th birthday soon, you know, a person's lifetime Only once turned 18—"

"I know."

Bernice's mother was silent for a moment, shocked by the cold reception she received at Bernice's place, but decided to finish:

"We want to throw a birthday party for you."

"Us?" Bernice retorted.

"Bernice, don't get excited, and don't blame your dad anymore, okay?" Lero begged, "We just want to hold a birthday party for you."

"That's impossible." Bernice refused coldly: "Also, I didn't blame him—"

"That's great, I know you've always been the most sensible—"

"--I hate him."

Bernice couldn't help hanging up the phone.

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Wearing her favorite nightdress, Bernice poured herself a glass of ice water, turned on her computer, and checked her emails.

Her uncle Evan had bought her two plane tickets to Seattle for her eighteenth birthday, and Bernice wondered who would want to go on vacation there.Seattle does not fit her lifestyle at all, she will be damp and moldy (Seattle is also known as "Rain City").Bernice quickly responded to the email, slamming Evan's silly birthday present.

There was another email from the library, saying that the two books she had borrowed, "Pride and Prejudice" and "Joke and Its Relation to the Unconscious," were due in 3 days.She had to rummage through her bedroom and found these two books under the pillow and next to the coffee cup.Of course, she didn't do it on purpose, Bernice argued to herself, it's just that her new living room didn't have enough space for a bookshelf.She should probably make buying a wall-mounted bookshelf a priority.

Bernice put the two books in her handbag, so as not to forget about it tomorrow.At this time, the computer beeped softly, and another new email came.

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This is an email from a stranger.

Bernice clicked it.

A large picture is loaded, or a poster is more accurate.The main color of the poster is black and red. A man and a woman are close together back to back. They all have perfect figures and charming faces. Among them, a full heart seems to be dripping blood, even that heart Every blue blood vessel on it is clearly visible...

This is disgusting.

Bernice shut down all the web pages like an electric shock, and threw a square tablecloth on the computer, covering its screen, as if to prevent the demons in the computer from jumping out and biting it.

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Bernice quickly packed up her things for going out. She put on a thicker coat for herself, and that big hat should be able to cover her face. It would be too suspicious to wear a silk scarf in summer, Bernice She had no choice but to give up this impulse, and she frowned at the two little black dots.

She doesn't seem to have been in church since she was 13, a rebellious kid who doesn't believe in anything, doesn't she?But now she suddenly felt that she needed God's protection very much.Maybe everything that happened these two days was because she, Bernice, didn't have enough respect for God?

Bernice got into her car as fast as she could to avoid talking to anyone. She even regretted why she had met so many people.She believed she knew everyone in the building she had just moved into.

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cold night.

Even though it is summer now, the night wind still brings enough cool air.Bernice wrapped her long coat tightly, regretting that she hadn't brought a thicker one.

Bernice stayed in the church for a long time, and when she left, even the busiest street was deserted.

But there is a person there.

As Bernice came down the steps, she saw a man, or boy, standing just below the steps.It was too dark for her to see clearly.But he can't be too old, can he?The upright figure of the boy under the steps was really impressive, and she dared to say that all the handsome boys she had seen could not captivate Bernice like him with just a sideways turn.

Is he waiting for someone?

Bernice thought that there were two devout female believers in the church, and she didn't know who had such a blessing, so he waited quietly in the middle of the night.

Bernice walked down the steps slowly, she could hardly take her eyes off the man.But the man also turned around slowly, and he looked at Bernice with probing eyes.Although Bernice felt that it was impossible for him to see anything in such a dark night, because Bernice couldn't even see the boy's hair color clearly, and she was already very close to him.

"Bernice Smith?" the boy began, and even his voice was so inviting, as if inviting her into his arms.

"What?" Bernice woke up suddenly, she seemed to be possessed just now.On such a dark night, a stranger, with an aura very different from ordinary people, actually called out his name accurately. How could she not be aware of the danger coming?

Bernice thought she should run away.

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