since I've been to the beach."
"Great. I'll pick you up here after you close?" Ronan questioned.
"Yes," Adara nodded. "I'll see you then."
Ronan then walked away, wondering what he had gotten himself into. He worried about whether or not Adara would wonder about his motivations. He didn't want to scare her away.
Chapter Two: Transformation
Adara watched as Ronan walked away before locking her store and heading toward her apartment. She wasn't certain what had come over her, inviting a man she barely knew into her place to cook him dinner. She was incredibly grateful for his help, and she certainly found him attractive, but she was also quite glad that he had turned her down.
As she walked home, she tilted her head back and watched as the stars shone, twinkling in their blanket of sky. The frustration she had felt earlier in the day about the missing inventory was lessening. She certainly wasn't pleased with the situation, but at least she was attempting to do something about it.
It was a beautiful night, she decided, albeit a bit chilly. As she stepped down from the curb to cross the road that separated her from her apartment building, Adara didn't notice the car swerving toward her. She didn't even have time to scream before she felt the car hit her body, sending her sprawling into the street. She was barely conscious as she saw the driver of the car climb out and stare at her, wide-eyed. She then watched as he ran back to his car and drove away, leaving her alone in night without a hope for help.
After he walked away, Ronan found a spot in the shadows from which he could watch Adara. She took only a moment before she left the store, locking the door behind her. He trailed a distance behind her so she wouldn't notice him following her as she walked home. He watched as Adara tilted her head back, staring at the stars. She kept her eyes to the sky as she walked several blocks.
Just as she reached the corner before her apartment building, Ronan watched as a car came barreling down the street toward her. Adara didn't notice and Ronan's eyes widened in horror when he realized the car would hit her. He began to run but he was too far away to help save her.
"No!" he yelled out as the car ran into her. Time seemed to slow as he watched her body fly from the impact before landing in the road. He had to stop as the driver got out of the car and looked at her body, not wanting to be seen. He figured the driver would do the right thing and call for help, but instead he climbed back into the car and drove away.
Ronan ran to Adara and kneeled next to her. Blood poured onto the ground from a wound in her head and he had to resist the urge to place his mouth over the wound. He could hear her heartbeat begin to slow and her breathing came in ragged breaths. Knowing she didn't have much longer to leave, Ronan realized he had a decision to make. He could either leave her in the road and let her die or he could place his mouth to her neck and change her into a vampire.
Deciding he didn't really have a choice, Ronan lowered his mouth to her neck and began to drink her blood. After a moment, he pulled himself away, letting his venom spread through her body. It would take only a few hours before her body would heal itself and she would join him as a creature of the night.
When Adara woke up, she felt different. Somehow she knew she was now the living dead, but she wasn't certain what had happened to cause that. As she sat up, she looked around the room her body had been laying in. The moon shone in through a window and she found that she lay on her bed in her own room.
She looked toward the shadows and realized she could she someone sitting there, even though no light penetrated the darkness. "Ronan?" she whispered.
He stood and passed through the moonlight, sitting on the bed next to her. "Hello," he said.
"What happened?" she asked. She knew that he was the same as her, but she didn't know why.
"You were hit by a car," he told
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