Water dripped from the ends of her hair as Lexie walked out of her bathroom. Finally, she was back in her apartment, and where she should have been happy, she wasn’t.
Especially with what had happened earlier at the council.
She had lied to Varden, when he had literally pulled her out of the office, to a corner, and tried to ask what was going in.
Why she couldn’t just tell him about her problem, was something she couldn’t understand. Be it pride, or even fear, she didn’t know.
Maybe he could help her? But placing that kind of responsibility on him was going to be simply wicked if her.
She didn’t want to fight Gerald. She only wanted to move on and forget that that part of her life ever existed. And bringing Varden into the picture, was only going to turn out the opposite way.
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