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Chapter 26
Tonight was absolutely perfect and it's always on those perfect nights that time seems to go by really fast and there's not even time to process everything. Everything from the ride in the Bugatti to the massive theatre that Quentin had hired out for a private concert for just him and I. Hearing and watching those strings being pulled from the violin to the blows from the trumpets, everything was just magical. My eyes would close for long durations of time, unable to process the beauty and magic of everything.
"Can we dance?" He asked me as the orchestra continued to play and the sounds bounced off of the walls and all the way into my heart. "I mean, there's nobody else around," he said as I looked around at the empty seats around us and I slowly nodded.
He stood up, holding out his hand for me to take and I
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I could get used to the life of doing the absolute bare minimum and being able to get away with it. I slept early and woke up late with breakfast already prepared for me, and I had the bed all to myself."I'm going to eat a piece of everything you cook," I said to Quentin finally, speaking for the first time since I told him "good morning" when I had just woken up and walked into the kitchen, finding him slaving over the stove yet again. "You're working way too hard and it's rude of me to only eat one thing and let all of the food go to waste," I elaborated as I reached for the toast and grabbed two slices of it before biting into a single slice.
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It was pouring outside and the weather was extra cold and gloomy today, and I knew it dampened Quentin's plans a bit, because he told me he'd planned something fun for us to do today, but he still was adamant that I get ready for the day. As always, I take an entire lifetime to get ready and even when I was done, I had to sit and wait in the bedroom until he came to fetch me, because that was one of his strict instructions- to not leave the room until he came to get me."Quentin!" I called out loudly, sitting on the bed and admiring my outfit which was an oversized black shirt that reached just above my knees and a pair of sneakers. My hair was in an untidy high bun and I didn’t have any make up on."Yeah?" I heard him call back, his voice sounding distant and I was glad he had werewolf hearing and had an ev
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"Just drink the medicine, Sarafina," Quentin pressed as he held out the teaspoon of cough medicine towards my lips but I refused to open my mouth.Me getting a cold happened out of the blue. It started at night with a few sneezes and next thing I knew, I was hot as hell and could barely keep my eyelids open. I hate being sick but who doesn’t?"I can drink it myself," I said pointedly, finding it pointless that he was trying to feed me medicine when my hands worked just fine."Just open up," he sighed as he frowned down at me and I sighed. I rolled my eyes extra hard as I tried to get the embarrassing moment over and done with. I opened my mouth quickly, taking in whatever it was he gave me.
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"Hey, how are you feeling now?" Quentin asked me as I walked out of the bathroom, wrapped in a thick blanket that dragged behind me."Even worse," I complained to him as I walked back to the bed and sat down on it. He handed me what was left of my bowl of soup, "thank you.""You'll get better," he assured me, watching me eat. "I've called a doctor to come in because you seem to be getting worse."
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I stood at the top of the stairs watching the doctor talk to Quentin. He'd arrived several hours ago, put his hand to my forehead and immediately knew what the issue was with me.I couldn't hear what he was saying to Quentin but I assume he was telling him what he told me. The doctor was kind but distant. He was uneasy the entire time he was in the room with me, mostly because of Quentin who kept growling at the other side of the room. The doctor told me it was just a little cold and flu and I'd be fine in three days maximum with the medication that he gave me.I watched as the doctor bowed in front of Quentin before he walked out and Quentin was in the kitchen, looking after the doctor before he looked up at me and we spent a few minutes just looking at each other.
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"I'm really not in the mood to leave the house," I said to Quentin as he watched me get ready. He sat on the corner of the bed, watching me with interested intense eyes. I put on my eyelashes and struggled to get the edges to stick to the corner of my eyes."Just get ready, I won't make you do anything that you're not comfortable doing," he assured me.The last 24 hours have been rough for me. I was finally mourning the death of my father. A man I never got the chance to know and Quentin was there for me and his comfort made me feel better."Is this what you do to look as breath taking as you do whenever we step out of these doors?" he asked me, sounding so intrigued."Yes it is and my goodness, don't
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