DEXTERA
Roxanne's warning rang constantly in my ears. Her response showed she had the knowledge I sought to know —about the healing s*x.
I went silent, the sound of her grinding tools filling the space while I sank into my realm of thoughts.
No. I needed answers. There was no giving up if I was going to make notable progress in my revenge plan. Knowing the true cause of the healing, finding my true identity and knowing why I only have a wild beast in me topped my to-do chart.
“Here,” Roxanne's cool voice jolted me out of my reverie. “drink this.”
She handed me the ready made bowl of herbs she had been preparing which I collected with calm.
The bowl stilled midway to my lips, the strong scent of the concoction hitting my nose.
“This is very strong.” I commented, my face all scrunc
