"No." Pulling his legs up onto her bed, Nikolai crossed them, settling himself comfortably in place. "I prefer no one suspecting me of murdering you if you die."
"Are you deaf!? I will be fine. I do not want you here." Iris started. She briefly wondered if he was even worth the argument. She could, after all, just ignore him. No. She decided. That would give him too much satisfaction. "You are such an ass and I don't even know who you are!" She exclaimed as she felt the pressure of a headache return behind eyes. It was nowhere near as bad as it had been earlier, but she knew it wasn't healthy.Â











