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

"A unicorn," she sneers.

Unicorn?

raw and bleeding, with no

human side of me just stares,

"A real unicorn?"

her eyes in a bratty way, and a part of me wonders if

I miss them.

think about them

Like yourself." She points to the

of her breast.

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 manicured finger. "There. Fae-blessed. It left its Mark." Yanking away from her, my entire body

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design.

eyes sharp as they take in my every

in her

like this

her body. No -bruises. Her skin is clear and unblemished, though still

odd translucent

to his absence? To the lack of

be friendly. Her head tilts at an unnatural

There's nothing there except

rest of me.

Just an odd quirk of genetics, something that made me

sound in the stillness of the room. "You must feel so proud

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a strange mix of envy and

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

me. The sudden movement makes the chains rattle. "What blessing? What does my birthmark have to

green eyes cold and flat as glass. "Are you

though whether from hunger 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 lips thin. She looks like she's debating with herself, some internal struggle playing

she just turns away, no longer looking at

Like I'm not there.

ignoring me will just make my

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