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 Venn's  POV ( as you) 

Seraphina stirred on the bed feeling uncomfortable and cold , she opened her eyes slowly taking a look around while trying to collect her thoughts and remember where she was , she tried running a hand through her hair but was met with a bun and she suddenly released why she was so uncomfortable , she had fallen asleep with her hair in a bun and her jewelrues on . she stood uo from the bed and walked towards the floor length mirror looking and her neckline and noticing the hickies that Jason had left on her , a small smile broke out on her lips as she took off her dress and jewelries while trying to forcing her mind to stop thinking of jason .she stripped and let her hair down before walking into the bathroom to take a shower , she enjoyed cold showers since she was a child and she despised hot baths so she let the cold water run from her head to her toes as she washed her body and her exhausation awa , walking out she wrapped her hair in a towel and put on the bathrobe that

Forcing himself to move, Skye ran towards the curtains to see Anberine looking hunched over while gripping the sheets tightly. Allowing him to see the veins on the back of her hand bulging from how tightly she was gripping them, despite the fact her hair was covering her face and hands.  

“Mountain God’s Marriage?” That sounded like some television drama, or maybe the plot of a story. Was there actually such a thing? “Nope, but I might’ve read it in a book,” I answered Grandmother. “Yesterday I went to Grandma Li’s house downstairs to chat and she told me about a strange custom from her hometown. She said that every ten years, they would need to pick a young child no older than 13 years of age to be wed to the Mountain God. They said it would bless them with a good harvest and allow them to be free of disaster and sickness.”If I had heard this back then, I definitely would not have believed what Grandmother said and dismissed it as superstition. However, I was proof of the existence of superstition so I did not reject the idea of such a thing. I smiled at Grandmother and asked, “Those are all determined by nature. Even if there was a mountain god, if the heavens really wanted natural disasters and plagues to befall them, how could he control it?”“Indeed, with