Chapter 50
- "Why are we fixing the door again?"
- Zheme glared over at Lexie for the seventh time, she had been asking him the same question since the technicians came and lord knows he wanted to bang her head in a wall. "Stop talking to me."
- "No." Lexie countered, frail arms that Zheme wanted to just break folding with confidence across her chest. "Just tell me, pleaseeeeeee."