Chapter 86
- Oh, Goddess. Why do I have the urge to laugh at Caleb rather than feeling sorry for him? What has become of me?
- “Eira,” he made to hold my hand, but I swung, snatching my hand away. My stomach knotted at the thought of Caleb touching me. “Do I disgust you?” His eyes rolled.
- “Ye… I mean. I don’t just like being touched.”