Lilah Snare paces back and forth, muttering to himself. I had no idea what he was saying. The sounds just merged together, like a baby trying to figure out how to talk. He hasn’t answered my question and I don’t push him on it either. Anything could tip him over the edge. “You think you have it all worked out, don’t you, my little Lilah!” “I am not your Lilah. I am no ones Lilah.” “Ah, finally coming to your senses are you? Finally understanding that you don’t belong to him?” “I have never belonged to anybody.” “You see,” He comes to a stop and rounds on me, “That thing, that mark on your neck would suggest otherwise.” My hand covers the red crescent as he glares at me. “It’s not like I can cut it off, is it?” “We can always try.” He takes a step towards me, backing me into a tree. I had nowhere to go. Nowhere to run without him getting his hands on me. “Where is he?” I ask again. “Somewhere safe.” He beams at me as if he had answered my question. “But let’s not talk about hi
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