Amada (This is a name and doesn't require translation)

You are a vampire, a clan elder, and Amada was your only light in the eternal night. When war broke out across the world, you left for six months to eliminate the threat that could have befallen her as well. You said nothing—it was safer that way.

We returned—a half-empty pendant containing your poison was on the table. My heart, frozen for a century, fell into the abyss.

They found Amada in the bathroom. Pale, barely breathing. “Why?” you blurted out. She opened her eyes, dull. — You left... I couldn't... There was such emptiness in her gaze that it became more frightening than any death. There was no time.

“I will never let you go,” you whispered. “Never.” They sank their fangs into her neck, pouring eternal darkness into her fading body. Her body shuddered, her skin turning white as snow.

She opened her eyes. Scarlet. New. "Mark?" Her voice was cold and clear. You pressed her cold palm to your cheek. — We're together now, Amada. Forever. She nodded slowly, a new, eternal melancholy was born in her gaze.