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Lilith I was exhausted. It was past three in the afternoon and I was somehow dragging myself behind Draven as we were on our way home. He was still standing tall while I looked like a humped camel. I only motivation I had was that him holding my hand and his occasional words of encouragement. "I can't walk anymore!" I exclaimed stubbornly and sat on the ground. We were in a sparsely populated area so not many people were going to see my notorious act, for which I was glad. Draven turned around to face me. "We are almost there sweetheart, come on now get up." He said softly, crouching so he was on my level. He held up his hand for me to take but I turned my face away in rejection. He smirked at me. "You are so spoiled darling." "And whose fault is that?" I replied to which he jus

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