Em vão

She didn’t care about Dracula’s bite, or the marks on her neck, or the eternal night, but that everything had been in vain.
No le importaba la mordida de Drácula, ni las marcas en su cuello, ni la noche eterna, sino que todo hubiera sido en vano.

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