"The venom clamours of a jealous woman poison more deadly than a mad dog’s tooth." -William Shakespeare
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(Vera)
I woke up to the hushed whispers and shuffling footsteps. My head pounded as I rubbed my eyes with a wince.
It was a terrible, terrible night and I had no one to blame but myself.
After Mateo walked out and flew away, leaving my stomach in tangled knots, I almost got caught, but I was quicker than and got away, of course, after stealing the eye of Sabius, once again.
I almost went to the palace, too, but then I talked myself out if it. I knew there was no use keep picking up the wound.
He was right, but every inch in my body begged even when my brain warned me against it.
I hated it. I hated every second of that torture.
I ran all the way to my home, because I knew i
