CHAPTER 41— Aching And Sore.KYRAFood has a way of bringing you back to yourself. So does a hot shower.I hadn’t realized just how hungry I was until I was sitting at the small table Myla had dragged me to, staring down at a plate piled embarrassingly high with warm bread, roasted meat, and other delicacies that made my mouth water.Myla sat across from me watching with an amused look as I ate like I hadn’t seen food in days. Which was partially true. I hadn’t eaten breakfast yesterday and after that messy thing with Tristan, I didn’t step out again until I fell asleep on the cold floor.“Slow down,” Myla muttered. “You have all the time in the world.”“Really?” I replied with a mouthful. “I thought I was having my last meal.”She snorted, clearly not bothered by my response, and instead kept hovering like a mother hen. “If you smile more, you’d look more beautiful and more approachable.”I tilted my head, smiling humorlessly. “Is that right? Someone told me this is my best smiling f
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