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Two weeks have passed quickly. Between the constant parties and events I had to accompany Dimitri to, the days began blurring together. Callista should be here in a week, and then my liver, brain, and body can have a break. I have also called Eric lately, but he has yet to answer. Could you clarify that situation? As far as I knew, we left things off in a good spot. Tanya has been at home with her son, getting him ready for summer school, with Roy wrapped around her finger. Reign was coming around increasingly since he was back in town from business, and Callista was now away.

"So," Tanya sighed, "What did we want to do today?"

"I dunno," I shrugged, "Dimitri, Roy, and Reign seem busy with work on the balcony office."

"They're closing a deal," Tanya clarified.

I glanced at her devious smirk, to which I returned in kind, "Do I hear some trickery on your part?"

"Bitch," she scoffed, "You've been listening too."

I raised a brow in cockiness, "You're one to talk."

"What's that