“You know this is insane, right?” Vi asked. “Like, verifiably insane. Check you into a mental facility, insane.” I rolled my eyes. “I’ve been living here for a month. Why is it insane that I feel comfortable here? Or that I have feelings for a guy who treated me really, really well?” “Because you’re not mates. And to supernaturals, that means you’re absolutely nothing. Right?” Vi looked at Eli, who was on his phone at the table, sitting behind them. “Hmm?” He lifted his gaze absentmindedly. He was probably playing a game or something. “How many supernaturals are romantic with people they’re
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