She smiled, and her teeth were just slightly too white, too straight. “I’m what you came for. But you don’t know it yet.”
It wasn’t a kiss of flesh. It was a kiss of extraction . He felt the memory detach from his bones like a splinter sliding out. A flicker of heat, a gasp, and then—nothing. The memory was gone. Not faded. Not blurry. Gone , as if it had never happened.
Worse.
“Who are you?” he asked.
In its place, Solace gave him the night.
She smiled, and her teeth were just slightly too white, too straight. “I’m what you came for. But you don’t know it yet.”
It wasn’t a kiss of flesh. It was a kiss of extraction . He felt the memory detach from his bones like a splinter sliding out. A flicker of heat, a gasp, and then—nothing. The memory was gone. Not faded. Not blurry. Gone , as if it had never happened.
Worse.
“Who are you?” he asked.
In its place, Solace gave him the night.