CAROLINE'S POV
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There is no permanent wall, that I'm sure of. "This is impossible." I grit out as the ache behind my eyes grow. "It isn't." Lucian blankly stares at me. "Aren't you supposed to be encouraging?" I shriek, rolling my eyes as I lessen the tension in my head and the wall lowers. "It's been half an hour. You're doing great." The sarcasm drips from his tongue like poison, leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. I hum, my eyes narrowing into slits, "So great." I grit out through a tight, forced smile while my fingers dig into my knees.
I'm exhausted from this already.
Lucian studies me, and I swear it's like he can see right through the thick bone of my skull and right into my brain. "Your wall is down." He quirks a brow.
"I give up." I throw myself back, my eyes rolling as I
