There's Someone Always Watching

Tessa's POV

Niall got sick. Like, really, really sick. We canceled Thankgiving. Honestly, I didn't care much. I just wanted him to be healthy.

I didn't understand. Weren't vampires immune to illnesses?

"What's happening. I don't understand, Niall," I said to him a few days after the day we were supposed to have the Thanksgiving feast.

"I'm just a little ill," he said, coughing in the middle of the sentence. "I'll be alright in a few days." I nodded, looking down at my lap.

"Are you still mad at me?" I looked up. He shook his head. I smiled. "I'm sorry, it's just..."

"I know," Niall said. "There's not just me in the world. I know there's other people in the world. People...like you." I wasn't really sure how to take that, but since he was sick, I just let it slide.

"No...it's not that you're...different and all...." I trailed off. I looked down.

"Whatever," Niall mumbled. He started coughing suddenly, and he sat up, covering his mouth. I handed him some water.
"Thank you." I hummed.

"Niall, why can't I go out?" He looked at me weirdly. "Like, outside the castle, I mean."

"It's not safe for you. It's almost your coronation, Tessa. Not everyone likes you," he said softly. I nodded, but noticed something.

"Coronation? What is that? When is that?"

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