The Reaping: Language Of The Liar - Plot & Excerpts
“I haven’t done anything. This is all you, my lovely girl.” Nic spoke from behind her, somewhere in the darker shadows, and Dorian struggled to turn her head. “Those bonds are of your own making.” Struggling, she managed to untangle her limbs, but her arms were secured behind her back. She moved into a sitting position and turned, finally able to make out Nic’s glowing form in the shadows. “Where am I?” “You know where.” She fought back a frustrated growl as she tried to stand, but without the use of her arms, it was difficult. Climbing to her knees, she wavered, but before she hit the ground, Nic’s arms came around her and eased her up. “Thank you.” He laughed, gentle and kind as he steadied her. “Why do you do this to yourself? Why do you hurt yourself like this?” A sob bubbled in her throat and she choked a little, shaking her head. “This isn’t me! You’ve done this to me. You’ve tortured me my entire life and now look at me!” Hot tears coursed down her face, burning tracks into her skin.
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