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 think of

"A unicorn," she sneers.

Unicorn?

the floor with manacles that have my wrists rubbed raw and bleeding, with no clothes, by an insane vampire- I

side

"A real unicorn?"

a bratty way, and a part

I miss them.

not to think about them too

Fae-blessed human. Like yourself." She points to

of her 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

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design.

dark amusement, her green eyes sharp as

perhaps even naive, and living in her own world.

don't like this Marisol

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

odd translucent sheen

his absence?

an unnatural angle, her eyes not blinking as they hold

breast, peering at the underside. There's nothing there except the

rest of me.

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

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

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with a strange mix of envy

arms across

"What blessing? What does

her green eyes cold and flat as glass. "Are you

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 to

away,

Like I'm not there.

ignoring me will just make

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