Chapter 22

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Sage Pov Alright, so I think I’ve fallen in love with this…drink. Sprite, whatever it is. Then he pulled out a box of something he called a pop tart, and I was less hesitant to try it this time. This food from the past. I was slightly annoyed that they stopped making this stuff. We took turns rowing the boat while the other slept. I was woken around nighttime to Rhys shaking me awake, yawning slightly, and rubbing his eyes. He shoved this box of pop tarts into my hands and another soda before falling asleep, curling up in a ball. I had to try my best not to eat the whole damn box, unsure what kind of magic they placed inside this box of chocolate goodness. To distract myself from eating the whole thing, I ended up staring at Rhys. It was frustrating, he was frustrating. His hood was up, h

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