Katarina rose to her feet, not sure of how to feel-what to feel. On one hand she hated Midnight for giving her the choice to live or die. When he offered her the chance of life, she had not expected-thought-she would become a night stalker. On the other hand, she hated herself even more for her own weakness. Now that she lived again, she did not want to die, but could being one of the undead considered to be actually living? She was now doomed to remain in the darkness-never again to feel the warmth of the sun upon her skin. She glanced at him briefly as he stood staring out of the window before turning her gaze away again. She could have laughed at the bitter irony of her life. For the last how many years she had chose to live in the shadows. Now, she found herself yearning for the light of day-though she knew that as long as she wanted to remain alive, she could never feel it again.

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