The memories were so vivid that he only had to speak of them to see their faces, hear their voices. It was a truly horrible feeling, Charlotte. Now they all saw and the stark truth was terrifying—if only because it was so difficult to accept. Do you want to know whether I could make you like myself? A vampire.
Whatever you saw was profound. She was incredulous, shortly after their dismal honeymoon, when he actually suggested that she give up work. Here, and to Cambridge. It seemed that vampires as well as mortals had their veil of protective illusions.