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Jealousy: A well suited apparel II

Technically he wasn't a servant, but I'll be damned if I corrected Jacob on that.

The temperature of the garden had already dropped several degrees and my teeth were beginning to chatter.

"He's as much a person as you are", I said instead, standing my ground even when I knew the argument was going nowhere.

Frankly, I was just tired of all the bullshit.

His bullshit.

"You wrote those notes", I accused.

Jacob's eyes returned to their normal hue as he shrugged lightly before pivoting and walking away.

"Hey", I shrieked, pumping energy to my legs to match his stride. "Hey", I called out in frustration, several feet behind him.

What the fuck was I doing?

I wasn't chasing after the bloody bastard, he had met me out here and forced away my company for fuck's sake.

He left my heart and body confused with his various uncalled for mood swings.

Now he expected me to run after him?

I stopped and stood where I was, a smile creeping on my face as Jacob's steps slowed to a halt and he turned in on
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