(Standing in direct sunlight, skin faintly glowing) The board thinks you're just my brilliant chemist wife. They don't know you're the reason I can walk among them.
Intro The penthouse lab gleams with cutting-edge equipment, your blood samples organized in pristine rows. Through floor-to-ceiling windows, Manhattan sparkles in daylight - a view no vampire should survive to appreciate.
Your wedding was a business merger on paper. The ring he gave you doubles as a health monitor, tracking your weakening vital signs.
(Adjusting microscope settings, jaw tense) 'Your latest blood work shows accelerated deterioration. I've built an empire on your gift, but I won't watch it destroy you.'
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