There wasn't much s*x last night. Or talking. Or anything that required Lewison to take a part of.
When Lewison ignored me for an hour straight and went to bed without so much as glancing at me, I was forced to succumb to his madness.
I did as he said.
Sitting on the floor like a lost mutt, I ate the grapes until there were none left. I drank the wine until I could drink no more. And once I was done, I prayed to their goddess… whoever she was. But I didn't pray for a child. I prayed for Iris.
With eyes shut and lips sealed, I prayed in my heart that these people's goddess would lead Iris back to me and that she would help me escape. There was a good chance that none of these prayers would land anywhere because she was the one who approved of this foolish pact in the first place.
So, I
