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“Complicated how?” I crossed my arms over my chest and looked at my three boyfriends. Of course, Pazuzu had known because he was a telepath. GC and Sariel looked just as guilty.

When Paz only sighed and left my question hanging, GC stepped forward in the moonlight. His curly blond hair turned a shade of silver and blue.

“Mila, we know something’s going on. Skipping classes with Lorna, Corri becoming all flustered when we ask her where you are… And now Paz…”

I turned to the demon again. “You’ve been reading my thoughts!” Which was outrageous, because I’d been trying extra hard to keep them shielded from him.

He faced me, his eyes turning red. This might have just been the first time he was angry at me.

“I haven’t, because you wouldn’t let me! You’re hiding something from us! What is it? Why can’t you tell us?”

I shook my head. Because you’ll think I’m insane. Because you won’t love me anymore.

“It’s none of your business,” I said, instead. “And why should I tell you when you’ve been hiding things from me, too? You knew I didn’t want to meet the revenants. And yet, you ambushed me. All of you!” I looked at GC, and then Sariel. “You made me sacrifice that girl in front of all those people, and they were chanting… as if… as if…” I was losing my breath. Maybe my lungs were slow to recover. I swallowed heavily and centered myself. I didn’t have time for this. In a fair world, the blood sacrifice would have taken me five minutes tops, and I would’ve been home by now. “It doesn’t matter anymore,” I continued in a calmer voice. “I think we should take a break. I’m going to spend my winter vacation with Stepan and Ilena, and I need you to… give me space.”

They couldn’t believe their ears. GC’s eyes widened, and Paz’s red orbs turned to normal.

“You’re… breaking up with us?” Sariel asked in bewilderment.

“No. Yes. I don’t know.”

“Because of what Francis did?”

“What did I do?” Francis came running out of the caves.

Great. As if this wasn’t hard enough already.

“Yes. And also because Paz has been poking around in my head when I specifically asked him not to do it. My thoughts are my own.”

“I’m sorry,” the demon whispered.

“Goddess, you can’t do this to us.” There was GC with that pleading, seductive voice.

I couldn’t look at them. It was true – I needed time and space. To think. To act. And then, when all of this was over, we could get back together. Start anew. But now… Now I just didn’t feel like I was good girlfriend material. Too much pressure to be the woman they thought I was, the woman they loved and cared for. I wasn’t, and that was that. For now, I had to accept it. One day, maybe I’d become her.

“I’m gonna go now,” I said firmly. “Don’t call me, okay? Don’t text me.” I teleported to my room.

“Mila, what the hell?!” GC teleported right after me.

With a sigh, I pushed him aside and grabbed my scythe. Corri had been snoozing in my sock drawer. She never attended the bloody rituals. When she saw us, she shot in the air, raising a small cloud of pixie dust.

“Pack my clothes for me and bring them to the Lazarovs,” I told her, then turned to GC. “It’s temporary.”

“Don’t go.”

“I have to. And you have to give me space, okay?” I leaned in and kissed his lips.

“I’ve always been on your side. I was the first.”

He was talking about him being my first boyfriend, before Pazuzu had broken his engagement to Pandora, and way before Sariel had lost his wings and fallen into my arms. Before Francis, too.

“I love you,” I said.

“It doesn’t mean anything if you’re leaving.”

“It means everything, GC. Because I’m protecting you.”

He huffed in frustration. “From whom?!”

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