I thought we were going anywhere, anywhere but sitting in this Palace in the middle of this forest.I don't think Rhysand will ever relax, considering what happened to us last night. The building was his too, and the few who were hurt were people who worked for him. That mess was Reagan's doing, and I don't think Rhysand would take one second to relax, But he did things differently. Choose to stay here, and chill with me, even fucking with me a few times and stopped when something inside my stomach screamed for food.I didn't think he could be this relaxed about what happened, and why is he behaving like last night's incident didn't even happen? And that makes me nervous.I stare at the lines of words in the novel I'm reading, even though my mind goes elsewhere. If only we were in different circumstances—where I was living quietly, and Rhysand wasn't some horrible psychopath—then I would be happy to spend time here with him. But that might happen in the otherworldly version, or not at

My breath caught and my whole body froze, I felt my blood recede from my head and I shivered when I saw what was presented in front of me."He's a maniac." I whispered with terror creeping up inside of me.My feet moved and walked deeper into the room. My eyes are glued to the photographs hanging on the walls and the paintings that cover the walls. Pictures and paintings of me, whether when I was still in college, or when I had graduated from college. I reached out and grabbed one of the pictures and stared at it. It was when I was at the college graduation ceremony. I was just alone because there were several photo sessions where I could take photos alone, and with my family. I put the picture down, and then reached for another one. This time it's a picture of me sleeping...Wait. That is my room.Who took my picture in my room? My family has never done it because they think it's pointless. And this.. does that mean Rhysand somehow came into my room and took my picture, before I even

The sound of birds chirping so loud greeted my morning, I blinked my eyes to see the morning view from this room while a great pain pressed against my neck and head. Resentment overtook me when I remembered what happened to me last night, what I had done in Rhysand's secret room which was so dirty and disgusting, and what he had done to keep me from being conscious.I tried to get up after massaging my head and neck tightly. It's not of much use, but it will help me a little.I sat up on the bed, and I can't think of a way to get out of this hell that is clad in beauty. My head hurts so bad, and I don't know if its uselessness to think is because of the pain or because I'm stupid. Looks like number two is the correct one.I'm not refused or denying anything. I should have always had to do something based on my gut feelings and instincts, but my heart has always found a way to control my entire reaction to him, what to do with him, and to believe that my fall for him was something beau

"You're so amazing with your bob, and bangs that almost reach your eyebrows. Such a great cut, and adorable." he chuckles into my stomach, his voice so jolly and distinct. Like he really likes it and lives with it.I'm completely different. I growled in annoyance at that. It was such a crazy haircut, Rafaella cut it while I was crying, and told me everything that happened to me and Kevin. How I hated that man, and never wanted to see him again. I'm a little stressed and traumatized because of what Kevin has done to me, and I'm always doing something to just lighten my shoulders. I cut my hair. A little or a lot. It didn't do much, but it helped me release the pressure that was on my head.The hair on my ends is like a vessel for all the negative energy and I always feel relieved when it is removed. Unfortunately, Rafaella is too excited, and perfunctory. That was the first and the last time she helped me cut my hair because she traumatized me, and made me into an embarrassing high sch

I wanted to find peace, but that seemed impossible because a few minutes after I came out the door of the courtyard wall and part of the forest. I had quite entered the pine tree forest when he called out to me. I was still enjoying the scene in front of me that felt like a fairy tale world, so I just stood there, and stayed still, not wanting to take a step towards it.I just turned around, and looked at him who was walking towards me with long strides but not running. The hem of the mantle he was wearing fluttered against the gentle winter wind."What are you doing?" he asked, when he came to me, his face hard and otherwise calm. His tone also came out calm, and low."Escape from here, or jump off the cliff I'll find later." I replied, sarcasm."You can't.""I know." I heaved a tired sigh. "I just want to get some air, and come home when I'm hungry. You don't have to worry. I'm not stupid enough to run away from here. Or you." I explained to him, with passionate feelings, of course.