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2021-11-24 08:31:23“So how much did you see?” I began, unsure of where to start. Blake had followed me back to my room where Elanora lay fast asleep in my bedroom.
I had checked on her before coming back out into the lounge to see Blake staring at his hands, his expression odd. Of course, he had his wall up, so I was unable to read anything from him. I wondered if he did it on purpose when he was near me.
“Do you like him?” he asked suddenly, his eyes darting to my face.
Frozen where I stood, unsure of what to say, my mind seemed to go blank. Did I really like him? Or was it a way to forget Deakin, to forget his betrayal and to really live a little before I possibly died? I didn’t know. Every time I was in his presence it was like I was overcome, almost intoxicated by him. Did that mean I liked it?
“It’s complicated,” I chose to say, not meeting his gaze. He knew I was avoiding answering the question properly. He always
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