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?"

rate increases drastically

"A unicorn," she sneers.

Unicorn?

chained to the floor with manacles that have my wrists rubbed raw and bleeding, with no clothes, by an insane vampire- I probably shouldn't be so skeptical at the idea of hunting down a

very human side of

"A real unicorn?"

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

I miss them.

try not to think about

human. Like yourself."

of her breast.

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

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design.

eyes sharp as they

the first time. Then she was timid, perhaps even naive, and living in her

like this Marisol

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

odd translucent sheen

reaction to his absence? To

friendly. Her head tilts at an unnatural angle,

the underside. There's nothing there except the birthmark I've always had-an irregularly shaped patch of skin that's almost golden against

rest of me.

before. Just an odd quirk of genetics, something that made

of the room. "You must feel so proud to have such a

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a strange mix of envy

talking about?" I demand, crossing my arms across

makes the chains rattle. "What blessing? What does my

eyes cold and flat as

I glance down at the sad little meal congealing on the tray. My stomach twists, 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

she just turns away, no longer

Like I'm not there.

ignoring me will just make my questions

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