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A/N

I know it's been a LONG while, and for that much time this update is kinda short but it's cuz it was super hard for me to write
This changes a lot of things between well- a lot of people

hope you enjoy

as always
love lilac

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c h a p t e r

26

ungird

m y r a

unedited

I ADJUSTED MY TOP.

Wearing a dark turtleneck in this heat seemed absurd regardless of how I tried to fashion it. When I saw the marks on my neck I almost doubled over with awe. I hadn't realised the extent of it. Last night was intense to say in the least.

I passed out right after round three unable to fight the exhaustion that had lulled me into a slumber so deep I couldn't wake.

Nicolás had woken me up at dawn and dropped me off, a car ride filled with nothing but silence. Both of us refused to acknowledge the cloud of tension and he drove off without looking back at me.

It was fine by me but my sober self was expecting some kind of acknowledgment. I didn't know why I cared. I clearly didn't want him to.

I shouldn't either.

However when I went into the kitchen in the morning and began preparing tea under Sunita's scrutiny, I almost yelled.

Sunita knew how to keep a secret, she helped me sneak back in but thankfully hadn't questioned me about my whereabouts. I didn't believe I could handle it.

My mind was racing with millions of thoughts per hour. It was suddenly too loud for me to handle. Memories came in streaks of suddenness, one minute I would be whisking milk and the next minute I could feel his tongue at my apex.

I didn't need to check to know I was dripping.

The urge to check my phone for notifications or any sign of acknowledgment hadn't left me alone since I had opened my eyes in my bed, alone.

What were these feeling?

I would sit in the usual granite seats but the restlessness in my head forced me to pick my cup and inch towards the garden. My feet brushed against the tendrils of the earth, soaking in the wetness of the morning dew.

Being closer to earth made me feel at ease, silencing the thoughts that demanded my attention.

I took a sip as the spice of herbs melted in my mouth.

I checked my phone for the nth time, wondering if he had somehow forgotten about last night.

And just like that five days had passed.

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