He felt pain every time she turned her back to him. He felt jealous every time she smiled at that person, a smile that he did not deserve. He felt like he wanted to scream when that person sunk his fangs into her neck. Yet all he could do was just watch and fanaticise that it was actually him. He wanted to kill every time that person caused her pain. He wanted to lust whenever her skin accidentally brushed against his. Because he loves her. With his entirety.