She spent the evening with Jorick. When she slept, her dreams were no better than the night before, and she woke to an empty bed. Jorick was gone, again.
It was early evening when Verchiel sauntered through the door, wearing low rise jeans and a neon green shirt that said "Kiss Me Quick." His coat was over his arm and she suggested he put it on to hide the bad outfit.
They wandered to the first floor and headed into the atrium. The room was just as impressive as she remembered. The ceiling was six stories tall and was made of thick glass with light bulbs behind it to imitate a natural skylight. The back wall was lumpy stone. A waterfall cascaded down and fell, gurgling and swirling, into a rock lined pool. Trees and plants were scattered around, and among the vegetation were benches and loun……
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