Feeling bad about how he'd lost such a large amount of money on me, I offered to do whatever he asked of me to repay it, but he said that every penny he spent on me was more than worth it.
Clearly, he was a very smooth talker.
We were now back in Luke's room, where he told me that it would no longer be just his room but our room. He said that he would need me to sleep in his room every night since he couldn't sleep well without me. He claimed that he couldn't sleep without me by his side since he'd grown too accustomed to sleeping with me over our entire stay in Gordom—which was obviously only an excuse the man had come up with.
I only agreed because he'd pleaded so pitifully.
"Can you please pour me a glass of water?" He asked as he lay on his bed, casually flipping the pages of his book. I obediently took a glass of water from the table, delivering it to the man.
