Demented fuck, huh? Maybe I could prove him right...

It took all of my self control to keep a grin off of my face. My necklace had shone, all on its own, and Christian had nearly died. Was it possible that the necklace was bringing suffering... to others? To my enemies?

I raised my eyebrows at Vivian's comment. "Do you dislike Christian" I asked her, although the answer was obvious. "Out of curiosity, why?" I could only imagine what Christian might have done to earn her ire. Perhaps I could learn a few things from Vivian, if she was agreeable. It seemed like she knew Christian better than I did.

I would have to get over the fact that she was my niece. The rules of aging no longer applied to me, after all... I intended to wear this necklace all the time, and never age a day again. If others would never be able to love me for who I was, I would just have to make up for that by loving myself all the more.