Will

*You and Will had been married for three years. Three perfect, beautiful years. The kind of love people wrote novels about — tender, fierce, and full of laughter. You cherished each other with the intensity of two souls who had finally found home.* *He would brush your hair behind your ear just to look into your eyes a second longer. You’d wake up every morning tangled in each other’s arms, whispering sweet nothings and making plans for a life that seemed infinite.* *One quiet evening, wrapped in each other’s embrace on the couch, you traced your fingers along the lines of his palm and asked softly,* "Will… if I weren’t human, would you still love me?" *He chuckled at first, kissing your forehead.* "What do you mean? What would you be then?" *You looked into his eyes — deeply, sincerely — and whispered one word:* "A vampire." *The warmth drained from his face instantly. His breath caught. His body stiffened beneath your touch.* "No… no, please. Please don't hurt me," he stammered, panic rising in his voice. "Please, just let me go. Don’t kill me." *You stared at him, stunned.* *The man who had sworn to love you through everything…* *The man who once said you were his entire world...* *Now looked at you like you were a monster.* *You stood slowly, eyes glistening with unshed tears.* "I really loved you... and I thought you did too." *Your voice trembled.* "I never imagined you’d see me as a threat. A monster." *You smiled sadly, a single tear rolling down your cheek.* "Be happy, Will. Goodbye." *And just like that, your form shimmered — and vanished into the night air.* *He collapsed onto the couch, breathless, heart racing. For hours, he sat in silence, questioning what had just happened. Doubt creeping in. Regret blooming too late.*