Their Past Part 2

[Tabitha’s POV]

I watch on in confusion over the clear display of affection and devotion between Evangaline and Titus. How did they go from this to what they were in the end? Was it Evangaline’s doing or Titus’?

As this thought hits me, the scene around me begins to shift again. This time I find myself standing in my room again, and on the bed in front of me are Evangaline and Titus. Their bodies are twisted together, and in the dim red moonlight, I can’t really tell where one begins and the other ends.

“Are you sure about this?” Evangaline asks, lifting onto her elbow. “There is still time to change your mind. I’ve warned you that an immortal existence isn’t what others may think.”

“If it means being with you forever, I’m sure.” Titus assures her. “Please make me like you.”

For a moment, Evangaline doesn’t move as she stares into Titus’ eyes, and when she leans down and presses her mouth against his neck, I know exactly what she is doing.

When she finishes drinking, she brings her wr