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Demi’s pov

Eros sneezed again and he muttered a sorry before going on with his care.

His other hand supported my head gently, tipping and straightening it as it deemed fit to him making his care easier and I just sat in silence observing.

This was how he had calmed me down during the panic attack, cut steak for me, and now he was cleaning my wounds like a loving mate who doted on me day and night and made my life feel like roses.

Bile rose in my throat knowing that he would go back to Anya after this, he would take her as his and push me to the side.

He's going to care for me now and probably ask who did all this to me. I might open up to him since he's my mate but he would push me aside and leave me heartbroken.

Eros doesn’t even like me and I do not get why he’s doing this. He is suddenly close, caring after embarrassing me few hours ago.

I should be with Dmitri, he cares and I like him. I have him and he wants me. I shouldn't pine after someone who hates me.

"Your majesty