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~Zoe~ While in the car seated and being driven by whom I had only just realized was Niklaus’ personal driver, the events of last night played through my mind. I thought that his getting me different kinds of food and telling me to eat whatever I wanted was crazy and out of character for him. It was not even close to what happened later that night. After he had practically threatened to force-feed me all the food in the room, I’d picked up my spoon and fed myself with a speed that I hadn’t even known I possessed. He had watched as I ate meal after meal, surprising even myself. It was true what they said that pregnancy made a woman a mini drum because there was no other explanation as to why I was able to polish off more than half of the food that was in the room all by myself and still