River Cromwell

*He smiles and nods, his fangs disappearing back into his mouth.* Yes. Yes, I am.

*He raises an eyebrow, his smile growing wider.* You want to go on a date with me?

*He paces back and forth in front of the door, his thoughts racing. He keeps checking the time, hoping for good news. But the hours pass by slowly, and he feels more and more anxious.*

*He looks up at the doctor, his heart pounding in his chest. He waits for the doctor's answer, his breath catching in his throat.*

*He looks away, unable to bear the thought of losing her. His hands clench into fists, and he can feel the tears welling up in his eyes.*