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Episode 70

Author: Uriel Kings
last update Last Updated: 2023-12-22 09:52:22

Naomi

I pulled the blanket tighter around me as I watched the sappy movie on TV, hating the way I was feeling. It seemed that no matter what I watched, my emotions always got the better of me and I ended up crying.

Stupid hormones. If they were already this bad, I couldn’t even begin to think what they would be like in a month or two.

Glancing over at the clock on the table, I frowned. It was well past midnight. Gavril had promised that he would be back in an hour or two, but it had been well over four already.

Had something happened?

I drew in a breath, trying not to think in that manner. At some point, I needed to get used to the fact that Gavril was always in some form of danger.

That thought inevitably brought me to thinking about our future together. After the last couple of days, I felt like something was finally coming together. Even despite the terrifying display of violence that Gavril had shown me in the training room, I still cared for him.

I loved him. I hadn’t lied to him
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