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?"

heart rate increases drastically as I

"A unicorn," she sneers.

Unicorn?

with manacles that have my wrists rubbed raw and bleeding, with no clothes, by an insane vampire- I probably shouldn't be

that very human side of me

"A real unicorn?"

way, and a part of

I miss them.

to think about them

Fae-blessed human. Like yourself." She

of her breast.

clomping her way over and grabbing my left breast, pulling it up and poking beneath it

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design.

in dark amusement, her green eyes sharp as

met for the first time. Then she was timid, perhaps even naive, and living in her own world. Today, there's a

don't like this Marisol very

are no bite marks on her body. No -bruises.

odd translucent

to his absence? To the lack of

to be friendly. Her head tilts at an unnatural angle, her eyes not

fingers tremble as I lift my breast, peering at the underside. There's nothing there except the birthmark I've

rest of me.

an odd quirk of genetics, something that made me unique. My mother

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

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mix of

demand, crossing my arms across my chest for the

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

at me, her green eyes cold and flat as glass. "Are you finished with

you didn't answer my question. What do you mean, blessing? What does this-"I gesture to the

she just turns away, no

Like I'm not there.

just make my questions

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