RowanI watched as people crowded, frustration wrapping me like a blanket. I facepalmed, utterly and truly annoyed. Her theatrics were beginning to get out of hand. People surrounded her sparsely, other guests on their seats, sipping away at their wine. Glances shot to me, people expecting some sort of reaction. I rolled my eyes. I walked towards the crowd, pushing them apart with my hands. I reached for her, her skin a very harsh temperature. On my knees, I pulled her in, feigning worry. She burned hot against my skin, passed out in my arms. I signalled three men, leading them as I carried her, racing for the car in mock panic. I rolled my eyes as she twitched, almost throwing her in the car's back seat and sitting beside her. The car sped off, the guests littering the outside, worry obvious on most of their faces.“You can get up now.” I announced, massaging my temples. She moaned, moving a little, but staying the same. Her skin still burned against the fabric of my suit, heat ra
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