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

"A unicorn," she sneers.

Unicorn?

the floor with manacles that have my wrists rubbed raw and bleeding, with no clothes,

human side of me just

"A real unicorn?"

part of me wonders if that's

I miss them.

think about them

Fae-blessed human. Like yourself."

of her breast.

most interesting conversation she's ever offered, 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.

green eyes sharp as they

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

this Marisol very

there are no bite marks on her body. No -bruises. Her skin is clear and

odd translucent sheen to

it a reaction to his

words too coy to be friendly. Her head tilts at an unnatural

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

rest of me.

thought much of it before. Just an odd quirk of genetics, something that made me unique. My mother used

stillness of the room. "You must

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drips with a strange mix of envy and derision that makes my skin

my arms across

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

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

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

away,

Like I'm not there.

me will just

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