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?"

drastically as

"A unicorn," she sneers.

Unicorn?

rubbed raw and bleeding, with no clothes, by an insane vampire- I probably

very human side of me just

"A real unicorn?"

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

I miss them.

try not to think about them too

yourself." She points to

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

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design.

amusement, her green eyes sharp as

perhaps even naive, and living in her own world. Today, there's a wicked glint in her eye and a devious curve to her lips.

don't like this

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

odd translucent

to his absence? To

to be friendly. Her head tilts at an unnatural angle, her

peering at the underside. There's nothing there except the birthmark

rest of me.

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

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

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strange mix of envy and derision

about?" I demand, crossing my arms across my chest for the little bit

the chains rattle. "What blessing?

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

in subject catches me off guard. 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.

she just turns away, no longer looking

Like I'm not there.

just make my

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