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Things happened after that. I asked for nothing more than to accept whatever Rhysand was doing to me, letting myself sink once more into his touch, until my stomach screamed to be filled, and then he stop and let me enjoying my time alone.

I ate the two large chicken sandwiches that were in front of me slowly. I chose to eat this on the side terrace, this beautiful spot is my favorite. This food wasn't Rhysand's cooking, to be sure, he couldn't make anything other than milk and cereal at all, so it was probably Elisabeth who made this. Thinking about it makes me a little relieved that at least I have friends here.

Rhysand was doing his thing in his office, and I wasn't tempted just to annoy him. I already have a lot of things bothering my skin. All about what he just told me. It's all weird, and doesn't make any sense, but even so I'm not denying that it's a lie. I met him when I was in high school. And if only I could predict the future, I would kick him even harder, ask for stronger