Thirty-Two

They didn't need telling twice as one of them fumbles with the door. When he finally manages to get it open, they all exit rather quickly. When Zachariah looks down at me again, his eyes are back to normal and he squats down to be at eye level with me, seeming to go back to the beast I was with before we entered his office.

"Is that what you get all the time?"

I don't answer as get up out of the chair and move around his desk, heading for the door. Before I leave, I face him with my hands on my hips and then answer,

"So, Zachariah... What was it that finally got under your skin? Was it when he said I didn't belong in here with you? Was it when he made me a servant? Was it when he called me beautiful? Or was it that he called me a human?... Oh! Wait, I know what it was and it was none of those, was it?"

I take a step back as he takes a step towards me.

"It was sharing me... Nothing else mattered to you until he practically asked you to share me