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Lessia's POV

I couldn't have possibly been able to count the number of times I had walked across the room that day. I could guess, and it would turn up to a thousand times.

A thousand times I had dragged my feet painstakingly across the four corners of the room, and for nothing. Nothing but the damn reason that I was bored out of the far reaches of my mind.

After a while I decided to take a stroll around the building. It offered a variety of views that caught my attention. From the paintings on the walls that seemed to come alive just by staring at them, sculptures of werewolves in transformation, to the faces of people who smiled at me on the way.

That was by far the most surprising thing I had ever encountered. My heart danced to the rhythm of their voices as they greeted me with an attitude that spelled sunshine and rainbows.

On one hand, it made me a bit sick inside. On the other hand, I really did not know how to feel about it. All my life I had been treated and handled by th