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        ItwasthesamewithLucian.Hehadbecomeher"father".

        Herslenderlegsslippedfrombeneaththesheets,barefeetsinkingintotheplushrug.Shecastaglancebackatthepristinewhitebedding,asiflastnight''sstrugglehadneverhappened.

        Afteraquickshower,shewipedthesteamfromthemirrorandstudiedthereflectionstaringbackather:alithefigurewithskinpaleandsmoothasporcelain,curvesdelicateyetirresistiblysensual.

        Reyahadneverbeenabletoexplainthethingsthathappenedtoher.Inallheryears,shehadneverencounteredanotherbeinglikeherself.Eventheterm—demon,demoness—wassomethingshehadpickedupfrombooksandmovies.

        Sheknewshewasn''tlikeothergirls.

        Shemustbealittlemonster.

        Thatwastheonlyexplanation.

        Shedriedherhair,slippedintoarobe,andsteppedontothebalconytogreettherisingsun.Aftersuchanexhaustingnight,shecravedthewarmth,neededtodrinkineverydropofwarmthshecould.

        Stretchingherarmsbehindher,shetiltedherfacetothesky,eyesclosed,surrenderingtothegentlekissofsunlightandmorningbreeze.

        Socomforting.

        Theoldapartmentstoodonastreetnearthecitycenter,hemmedinbyotherbuildingsjustaswearyandwaitingfordemolition.Theirjagged,soot-stainedrooftopsofthesecrumblingstructureshunchedtogetherinthecrampedskyline,dwarfedbythesapphire-blueskyscrapersglitteringinthedistance,theirglassmonolithsglitteringlikegemstones.

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