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Arawn

Thank you for the flowers.

I laugh at my own simping as I knock on the door. “Danny, open up!”

He doesn’t respond, and I knock against it once more.

“Come on! Open this door.”

Turning at the door handle, I click my tongue. “You surely don’t want Amber to have a broken door, don’t you?”

This bait works, as I hear a low click, and can finally open the door fully.

Disclosing a teenager sulking while sitting on a small couch, I nearly have to laugh but I keep it in.

I urgently need to leave here.

“Danny! What are you doing?” I ask him as I close the door behind me.

The room is a small library mixed with an office space. It is cozy, even if it fits the sterile style of Nerthus’ taste in interior design.

Sitting down in an office chair, I roll to sit next to Danny. “Are you still feeling unwell?”

He shakes his head, still avoiding my gaze.

“How much did you drink last night?”

I get another non-verbal answer as he shrugs.

“Danny!” I lean forward, propping my elbows on my knees. “Were