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!!! *** WARNING! CHAPTER CONTAINS MATERIALS THAT SOME READERS MAY FIND DISTRESSING! SUCH AS BLOOD, GORE, AND MURDER! READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! *** !!! ********************************************* Lydia and I are getting closer and closer every second that we spend together. I can feel it. I know that she can feel it too. Otherwise, Lydia wouldn't have tried to kiss me. That little fact has me feeling like I'm on cloud nine. Lydia was going to kiss me first. She wanted me. Well, she did kiss me. Plus, I know Lydia is forgiving me. She's asking me more questions, and actually listening to what I have to say. I know I'm not out of the doghouse yet, but I think we're making progress. I looked down at Lydia as she tried to scoop up her little pile of herbs that we knocked over. Lydia