"Fear is your heart crying out to be free..." he whispered, cradling her head in his hands.  "You don't want to live like this anymore.  Your sisters can care for your father as well as you could.  Your mother wants you to be free to live your life, and to heal the ache in your heart.  And you...you want to know peace, sweet and blessed peace..."<br/><br/>Then, without warning, he kissed the flesh of her neck, bending low and letting his lips brush along her flesh.  Her skin was so tantalizingly warm and delicate, like satin on a summer day.  The sound of the blood rushing through her veins echoed in his ears, her heart like an insistent drum beat that would not fade.  Unable to hold himself at bay any longer, the vampire opened her skin with his fangs, and began to drink deeply, her blood filling his mouth.