Marianna stared at her sister who remembered with a little blush, “We talked all night and into the morning, I skipped school the next day and we slept in until noon.” Talking again when they woke up and didn’t move out of the bed immediately, Marianna had decided by then.
“It didn’t matter.” Amalia recognized, “By then it was too late, the mating bond or whatever y’all call it, took hold. The magic, the lust, the thrall that is that demon captivated you and now you chose to say with him.” Yes. She had and would always.
Something Amalia also recognized.
“When then that brings us to the finale then sister.” Marianna’s stomach swooped as her twin leaned forward with an almost untrusting look on her face now, “What happened in that alley that night?”
An hour and a half later, Marianna
