In 1952 New York What begins as curiosity slowly turns into something far more intimate—something consuming. He looks at her like she’s become the first beautiful thing he’s seen in decades, while she finds herself staying awake at impossible hours just to hear him return home. But the closer she drifts toward him, the more unsettling details begin surfacing. He never appears in sunlight, whispers of bloodless bodies spread through the city after dark, and behind his soft voice and careful touch hides something ancient, starving, and dangerously inhuman. “I would live for you.” “I would stay. Even on the days the voices in my head begged me not to. Even when loving you felt heavy, frightening, impossible. I would stay beside you anyway.” I urge you to read the opening scene and premise! :3
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