He huffed and walked over to the lab, came back seconds later with a strip of leukoplasty, and despite her disagreement, doctored the cut."It's better that way, we don't want your blood in our salad, after all," he joked, and Faith made a wry smile.A little later they were sitting at the table. Lucian and Emily chatted relaxed and fooled around, Faith, however, tacitly pushed the food back and forth on her plate."You don't eat at all," said Lucian after a while, and immediately the tears welled up again.She got up quickly, put her plate on the sink and went to the door. "I'm not feeling well, I'll lie down," she muttered without looking at Lucian.Sobbing to herself, she ran up the stairs. Once at the top she wanted to go to her room spontaneously. But she knew that Lucian would definitely ask what was going on then, and the last thing she wanted to do was some kind of discussion.So she went into his bedroom, undressed, lay down in bed
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