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Firoque Attack

He yanked her off him and pulled her back to see her.

Her face was streaming with tears.

“What?” She swiped a few off her cheeks.

“Seeing you cry was the last thing I expected. I suppose in my mind, you’re not capable.”

“I’m very capable.” She snorted. “I’ve cried much over the years.”

“I’m sorry for it.” He murmured. Petting her hair down over her ears and along her cheeks, smoothing it around her face, comfortingly.

“Why did you make me do this?”

To his credit, shame washed over him. “I wanted things to be how they were. Just for a moment.”

I wanted to touch that impossible fantasy. Damn my soul!

“They can’t ever be how they were!” She cried.

“I got that.” His hands dropped away.

But why?

He wanted to ask but was pretty sure it’d be pointless.

“It’s too dangerous.” She sobbed. Wrapping her arms back around his neck and hanging on him.

“Too dangerous for

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