Alistair was the first to come out of the bedroom the next morning. His shirt was only half-buttoned, and a faint red scratch marked his collarbone.He rubbed his aching arm. I pretended not to notice. Instead, I spread peanut butter on a slice of toast just the way he liked it and handed it to him. "Good morning. Why are you up so early?"He ignored the toast and stared at me. "Nika is still asleep. Keep your voice down. Whatever you do, don't wake her."I nodded. "She's a guest. I should be considerate."Satisfied, he ruffled my hair. "That's the Elena I know."Then, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, he added, "Nika doesn't like being around strangers. Pack your things today and move out for a while."I was the one paying the rent.Still, I only said, "All right."He smiled, pleased with my answer. Just then, the bedroom door cracked open.An hour later, Alistair left with Nika. He said she needed someone with her at all times, so naturally, he had to take her to wor
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