“Like the color.”
“Yes,” I answered, and he flicked the words fast on the screen again. The hologram popped up. She was one of my favorite artists. We listened toWho Knew, and the theme park popped around us as the guitar played the intro.
This was so awesome.
Pink was right there with her blonde and pink curly hair.
I sang the words with her. The lyrics fit well with my situation. Pink got three years. I got a week.
But I sang my little heart out.
Lucian just stared at me, and Dad kept looking around at the merry-go-round and all the rides.
I pushed Lucian away to stop staring as I laughed.
“Are all the songs this sad?” Lucian asked as the music stopped.
“Oh, shush.”
“You would have sad songs too if you had her life,” Dad said and walked out.
We experienced a few more songs from various artists before Lucian handed me the tablet.
It took some time to get the letters flicked on the screen, but I did it when the hologram popped up.
“Thanks, Lucian.”
“Enjoy your little heart out.” He left and closed the door behind him.
I went to the door and locked it.
On the hologram I swiped the no away and flicked Blake Leaf’s name on the screen.
The hologram popped up with a few selections and images.
In all of them, his dragon was with him, clutching his hand. She was stunning. As tall as him with snow white hair. No wonder Chloë didn’t do it for him. He had a beauty queen at home. Her long face and slender nose with big succulent lips, in contrast with these ice-blue eyes, made her a stunner. My eyes flickered back to the scowl on his face and his arm stretched out to get away from the media. I never saw that look on him. All his looks made him look sizzling.
I swiped my hand over the no, and it disappeared. I switched off the tablet, and the TV shut down.
I sunk down on the edge of my bed as this ache in my gut opened and warm, yucky ooze clamped around my heart. Tears pooled in my eyes, turning my sight blurry. I shouldn’t have done that.
28
BLAKE
Idisliked every noise that came from Elena’s room. Lucian entertained her with our technology.
The first song had beautiful lyrics, but Lucian called it a bite-your-wrist song.
I couldn’t help but to feel we lived through it. Lights guided us back home and if I remembered that night correctly, I told her we would fix her soon.
What the fuck? Was this guy a Moon-bolt that saw Elena’s life?
Her song choices were depressing, but she was having fun. She needed fun.
Finally, the torture stopped and Lucian left. I waited for him to exit and came to me, but he didn’t and that put me more on edge.
Please don’t fall in love with her.I sighed and the tight feeling pressed against my chest.
