Sarah gasps in shock at the sight of the scar she left behind on Alfred's neck. Messy, twisted, spread over his neck, almost to his shoulder. "I did that?" she asks, horrified, her hand over her mouth.
She remembers biting him a few times. Digging in with newly sharpened teeth. Feeling hot blood wash over her tongue and smear across her face and hands. Feeling truly alive for the first time in her life. Not thinking one thought about Alfred, or the pain he must be in. How much she was hurting him.
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Date: 2022-02-24 03:38 am (UTC)She remembers biting him a few times. Digging in with newly sharpened teeth. Feeling hot blood wash over her tongue and smear across her face and hands. Feeling truly alive for the first time in her life. Not thinking one thought about Alfred, or the pain he must be in. How much she was hurting him.