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Chapter 22 What must happen will happen; everything goes their way.

Owen and Lanox are fighting, breaking everything around them; they look like two fucking dogs, hitting each other and talking to each other about me as if I were an object, a prize, a trophy that they can use as they see fit.

I am not an object, and they cannot play that way with my feelings; I will not allow it; enough is what I am feeling right now, the doubts, the insecurities, what I need from them is love and understanding, not two cavemen fighting over me.

I saw them head-on and yelled at them for the last time to stop, "! ENOUGH STOP, PLEASE, DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND ALL YOU DO IS MAKE ME FEEL AN OBJECT, YOU ONLY THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU WANT AND WHAT ABOUT ME, MY FEELINGS DO NOT COUNT AT ALL, MY OPINION DOESN'T CARE!" I screamed at them with my soul in my hand; I was desperate. This was too much for me.

"This ends here, Lanox. I want you to leave, take your things, your warriors and go, stay with Arya, make her happy and become the man who trul

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