The lion's den 2~TARA POV~I make my way to the stairs. Every step is a struggle. My rib throbs in time with my heartbeat, a quick, rhythmic punishment. Pain shoots up my entire body, spreading out from my hip to my shoulder.I was hoping to get into a hot tub. I was hoping to eat actual food. I was hoping to sleep for a thousand years. Instead, I have to deal with whatever drama these two are cooking up.How things never work my way, I think bitterly. Even when I am in pain, I am treated like a servant who runs on command.I curse under my breath as I grip the railing, pulling myself up the first step.Then, something strange happens.Alexander, who was pacing ahead of me down the hallway, suddenly slows down.He doesn't stop. He doesn't look back. But his stride shortens. He is counting his steps. He is matching his pace to my slow, limping rhythm so that I don't have to rush to catch up.I pause, my hand tightening on the banister.Why are you doing that?Why is he trying to confu
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