Seventy Two

I sat staring at the clouds behind the window of the private plane that had been prepared by my father at the airport in Madrid. This is surprising and sounds so very urgent. Something dangerous screamed a warning in my head. I know that something is going to happen to me, I knew that dad was planning something for me, and I was pounding to find out. It's going to be bad or it's going to be good..

I closed my eyes, and leaned my head on this thick and comfortable seat. There are several private rooms on this large private plane, and all are comfortable with luxurious amenities, which were more comfortable and so quiet but the turmoil that was inside me made me feel uncomfortable nowhere.

Everything is so fucked up.

And so messy.

I was just arguing with Rhysand, and thinking about his threat to the Big Man corporation. Whatever happened to them, Rhysand had already said it would be worse than anything I could imagine, and I was uneasy about his threat.

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