Tangled

Chapter 187

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187 Lisa: Fae Blessed

LISA

Eternity is a bitch.

That's the conclusion I've come to after being locked in this room.

Living forever, with nothing ever changing? That's enough to drive anyone crazy. No wonder that asshole vampire is the way he is.

Sometimes, I think I've been awake for days; other times, I think I've been asleep for longer. My meals don't seem to come at any consistent time, and Marisol's temper fluctuates every time I see

her.

Today, she's cold, nearly throwing the tray in my direction.

Cold soup splatters. The strawberries look wilted. Still, no utensils. to make my life easier.

At this point, I'm used to the filth of living here, and even the disgrace of utilizing a waste bucket.

Still, compared to before...

It's pretty good.

That crazy vampire hasn't returned, and I'm never going to complain about his absence.

It's as if Marisol can read my mind, because she suddenly says, sounding childish and petulant, "Master's been searching for a friend for you."

A wilted chunk of strawberry drops from my fingers, gathering dirt

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as it rolls across the stone floor. "A friend?"

increases drastically as I think

"A unicorn," she sneers.

Unicorn?

wrists rubbed raw and

side of me just stares,

"A real unicorn?"

part of me wonders if that's how I

I miss them.

think about them too

human. Like yourself." She points to

of her breast.

and I straighten, my food forgotten in my hunger for information. "Fae-blessed...? What do you mean?" Marisol sighs, before clomping her way over and grabbing my left breast, pulling it up and poking beneath it with one elegantly

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design.

her green eyes sharp as they

Marisol today is nothing like the girl I met for the first time. Then she was timid, perhaps even naive, and living in her own world. Today, there's a wicked glint in her eye

don't like this Marisol very

marks on her body. No -bruises. Her

odd translucent sheen to

his absence? To

says, her words too coy to be friendly. Her head tilts at an unnatural angle, her eyes not blinking as they hold my stare. "You

fingers tremble as I lift my breast, peering at the underside. There's nothing there except the birthmark I've always had-an irregularly shaped patch of skin that's

rest of me.

never thought much of it before. Just an odd quirk of genetics, something that made me unique. My mother

sound in the stillness of the room. "You must feel so proud to have such a strong

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voice drips with a strange mix of

you talking about?" I demand, crossing my arms across

The sudden movement makes the chains rattle. "What blessing? What does my

only looks at me, her green eyes cold and flat as glass.

or nerves, I can't say. "No," I snap, "I'm not finished. And you didn't answer my question. What do you mean, blessing? What does this-"I gesture to the underside of my breast, "-have to do with anything?" Marisol's

away,

Like I'm not there.

me will just make

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