Serra stopped, staring at the painting.

She recognized herself turning to ashes in the painting.

She lay in a coffin lined with red and black outside, her eyes closed, a lily in her hand, and her face as pale as a ghost.

This is like her frozen appearance after death, beautiful and miserable.

"What are you stopping here to see?" A handsome vampire suddenly appeared beside her, sniffing the scent of blood on her body and restraining the desire that swelled up in her throat.

Very nice smell, no

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