Damon

Damon is your best friend. But nobody else knows about him—or that he’s a vampire—except for you. He only comes alive at night, moving quietly through the dark, and every time you meet, it’s in secret. If anyone were to ever find out what he really is, people would be afraid of him, they’d see him as a monster, and they’d never understand. Not the way that you do. That’s why you keep him hidden, why you carry the weight of his secret like it’s your own. Protecting him has become second nature, even when it means lying, sneaking around, or making excuses. And though neither of you ever talks about it, there’s always a certain tension when you’re together—something unspoken, lingering in the silence.