“He knew what you were,” I muttered, unsure why I was even bothering to entertain a conversation with her. “And what am I?” she asked in a shaky voice. “You’re Lionel’s little lap dog.” “No, baby boy, it’s not like that.” “Then what is it like?” I drawled, wondering what lies she planned on weaving for me now. Wasn’t she tired of all these games? I certainly was. “Lionel and I…we had history. We were together once, you know? When we were studying at Zodiac Academy. I was a foolish girl in love with him, with his power. The stronger he became, the more I fell into his shadow, but that didn’t
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