Chapter Forty-Two: Lost
I drove. I drove, my radio turned up all the way. The music turned fuzzy at the edges the farther south I went. It hurt my ears, especially with the super-senses. Korn, Three Days Grace, it all merged into a staccato rhythm, my heart slamming against my rib-cage. I couldn't think. I couldn't breathe. I knew I was doing the wrong thing. I knew I wanted Nico. In love with him? I didn't know, and how could I possibly know? I had never been in love with anyone before in my life. And I was twenty-three with the Moon Goddess breathing down my neck, f*****g with my own instincts and emotions. There was no way I could know if I loved him or if it was hormones run amok. But I did know that it felt like that. I knew I wanted to spend more time with him. I knew he trusted me, and wanted to see me
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