Chapter Fifty-Two

Feralyn

Helios Titan Grayson kissed me.

In the midst of dead bodies, smoke, debris, and pools of blood, he kissed me in front of everyone.

Everyone.

Then he set me on the counter, put on my socks and shoes, and tied the laces like I was a little girl.

I forgot about the texts.

I forgot about a dead vulture.

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