"Well then, how about discussing something less stressful? Like me finally marrying you and making you a proper wife?"<br/><br/>Ashia would only see shame in Vyre's eyes as she hugged her mate weakly and leaned into her as much as the egg would allow. "<span style="color: #8000ff">I don't even know what happened to me, but... It doesn't matter. What's bothering you?"</span>She took Ashia by the hand and tugged her to the bed.<span style="color: #8000ff"> "It's not your fault you weren't with me. I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at myself. I told myself I was done drinking... I don't even know if I'm hungover, this is a new feeling of misery I haven't met yet."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>