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Liyah's POV I couldn't control my laughter as I watched Nikolai blink in pain as the spaghetti sauce got into his eye. He had been slurping each strand of pasta all through the meal. He should have known that it would eventually get into his eyes. "Help me," He pleaded, groaning in pain as he rushed to the tap and began to splash cold water into his eyes. After I had had enough fun watching him struggle, I stood. Walking to the kitchen cabinet, I took out the salt container, putting some in my hand and walking over to him. "Water won't help. Lick this." He eyed me with his good eye looking down at the salt in my hand suspiciously. "How's that supposed to help?" Rolling my eyes, I went on my tiptoes and tilted my palm to let the salt fill his mouth. His grimaced from the taste and I

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