125.|| Conflicted Thoughts.

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Castriel’s POV Yawning, I rubbed my eyes more times than I could count as I groaned again. I didn’t want to be here, I barely slept when I got into my room last night and honestly, I’m starting to think that it would have been better if I slept in the parking lot. My eyes stung, they were heavy and I didn’t need a soothsayer to tell me just how red they were, I already knew due to the water welling up in them. “Are you okay?” Liana asked in a whisper and I nodded even though it was glaring that I’m everything but okay. “Are you sure because you really don’t have to be here, don’t mind my father.” She added, causing me to groan again as I rubbed the back of my neck. My muscles were sore and if it were to be someone else, I would have left the table without caring about how they felt bu

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