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

"A unicorn," she sneers.

Unicorn?

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

side of me

"A real unicorn?"

a part of me wonders if that's how I look to

I miss them.

think about them

yourself." She points

of her breast.

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 Mark." Yanking away from her, my entire body shudders

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design.

amusement, her green eyes sharp as they take in my every

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

like this Marisol very

I realize there are no bite marks on her body.

translucent sheen to

his

at an unnatural angle, her eyes not blinking as they hold

my 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

the room. "You must feel so proud to

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strange mix of envy and derision that makes

I demand, crossing my arms across my chest for the little bit of privacy

chains rattle. "What blessing? What does my birthmark have to

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

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 the underside of my breast, "-have to do with anything?" Marisol's lips thin. She looks like she's debating with herself,

turns away,

Like I'm not there.

me will just make my questions

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