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Faye's POV

"What else is there to talk about, Faye?" Brianna stood away from me.

"What is this?" The half-demon asked Jessica.

"Lover's quarrel, definitely." Jessica crossed her arms in front of her.

"Brianna, you need to listen to me. We both know what is right. You know what is right."

She shook her head and continued to stay away from me.

"This is going to be fun. Have any wine?" The half-demon interrupted.

"Thought you'd never ask." Jessica went behind the bar to take two glass wines and poured wine onto them.

"Thanks," the half-demon took the glass of wine and wafted it for a while.

Brianna glared at me, "I am not going to have this talk with you right now, Faye. Not now. I've got a lot of things in mind. I still need to figure out how to get my mother back."

"But just like Ma'a said. Your mom is not real. This body of yours is not real. You have no soul. Everything else is just some trial period for you. Nothing is permanent."