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Eighteen

Zyrielle's POV.

"Hey, how are you doing, darling?" He inquired from me and I shook my head, staring at him. "You look spooked."

"Yeah, I'm spooked because I don't understand what's happening at all. Why did she come here?" I asked him.

He looked at me with a small smile on his face. "I don't want to delve into that." He replied and I shook my head at him.

"Do you want me to do anything for you?"

"No, I don't."

"You don't want me to do anything... I forgot to get you what I promised." He apologized and I shook my head softly. "You don't think I mean it?"

"I don't know what to think, I mean, I appreciate the fact that you're thoughtful. I don't think you should worry about me." I muttered, really not caring about a thing. "It's fine, I don't really want to eat anything."

He glanced at me and headed toward me softly, "That means Amber hasn't given you anything. You need to eat."

I was greatly offended by his observation. Why the hell was he saying that I looked like I ne
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