Ten.

ISHTAR

Waking up on that bed with my entire body parts intact felt like the best thing that ever happened in years. No, it was the best thing that happened to me. I'd never felt more alive in my entire life.

He didn't kill me overnight? That was fair. I'd slept last night as though it was the last time I was ever going to have that chance.

It was registered at the back of my mind that the tables might turn, and I'd have a reason not to wake up the following day. I moaned as I stretched, stepping foot out of the bed.

The first thing I did was get out of bed and take a long bath. It was very early, and the sun wasn't out yet, which gave me a chance to get things done. There wasn't much to do around the house; everything had been taken care of, but I made sure to clean a little more.

A part of me was desperate to impress Damian for letting me stay. And what other way to prove to a person that you were an asset than to make them food? Personally, I'd willingly walk into a shady white va