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I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I recall whispering to him while he debauched my lips with his, not meaning it really.
I hate you, I want to whisper to the trees, this time with a kind of force that - had I magic - would surely burn down the whole estate and half of Elfhame.
I hate you.
"Perhaps you shouldn’t have saved me. You would have saved yourself a lot of trouble,” I hiss.
“Perhaps,” he drawls and one hand comes underneath my chin to tilt it towards him. “But then I wouldn’t have such a pretty, spitfire of a wife,” Cardan murmurs and presses his lips to mine.
Right in that moment, I know there has never been anyone else for me but him. Not Locke. Not the other guys.
Only Cardan. Only ever him.
