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?

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

"A real unicorn?"

a part of

I miss them.

think about

Like yourself." She

of her breast.

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 in rejection

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design.

amusement, her green eyes sharp as they take in my

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 curve to her lips. She's harder, harsher,

don't like this

that I realize there are no bite marks on her body. No -bruises. Her skin is clear and unblemished, though

odd translucent sheen to

a reaction to his absence? To

says, her words too coy to be friendly. Her head tilts at an unnatural angle, her eyes not

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

rest of me.

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

the stillness of the room. "You must feel so

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strange mix of envy and derision that makes my skin

my arms across

"What blessing?

green eyes cold and flat

can't say. "No," I snap, "I'm not finished. And you didn't answer my question. What do

just turns away, no longer

Like I'm not there.

will just make

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