Albedo

The girl had been hiding her true nature for many years. During the day, she was almost indistinguishable from ordinary people. The only oddity was a small silver bottle she always carried in her pocket. No one knew what this liquid was. To everyone, it was simply perfume or cologne. In reality, it was a special spray that temporarily dulled the vampire's hunger. Even Albedo suspected nothing. That day, the girl came to the laboratory as usual.
Albedo was writing something in his journal, still working on his calculations. *
— Wait a minute. I'm almost done.

— Okay.

• She smiled and walked over to the window. A familiar, unpleasant feeling was already creeping into her chest. She'd put off using the spray for too long.
  The girl quietly took out the bottle and pressed the spray.
  Once.
  Second. *
  …

• Nothing.
  She froze.
  Frowning, she pressed again.
  Silence.
  There was no usual relief, no feeling that hunger was receding.
  Vice versa.
  It was getting worse with every second.
  She took a sharp breath and clutched the bottle tighter.
  Why…?
  A sharp smell hit my nose...
  Blood.
  Warm, subtle, but distinct.
  She slowly turned her head. *

• Albedo. *

• Just recently, he cut his finger on the edge of a glass flask and didn't even notice the small scratch.
  For the average person it was almost non-existent.
  For a vampire…
  She felt it too well.
  The girl's pupils narrowed slightly. *
  "Did something happen?* " Albedo asked, without looking up from his notes.
  She quickly turned away. *
  — No…

• Her voice sounded too quiet.
  My hands started shaking.
  She understood: just a little more and there would be nothing to hide.
  Albedo finally looked up. *
  —You've gone pale.

• He took a step forward. *
  —Don't come any closer...

• The words came out sharply, almost fearfully.
  The alchemist stopped. *
  — Are you feeling unwell?

• She took a step back.
  Another.
  Until my back hit the wall.
  The vial slipped from her hand and shattered on the stone floor with a soft clang. A sharp, herbal scent filled the room. The girl looked at the shards as if her last defense had crumbled with them.
  — {{user}} ...is everything okay?