“Just shocked the Vampyre still trusts your lies, is all.” I frown. “Every lie I’ve told Misery was to protect her from—” “I’m sure your pretty little head made up a million good reasons and topped them with those gross formaldehyde cherries. Still can’t believe she lets you out of her sight.” “No one ‘lets’ me do stuff or go places,” I point out tiredly. “That’s not how it works, Koen.” “If you were mine, it would. And clearly, you fucking should be.”
