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The words were true, but they hung between us

My eyes met his "Ash, what do you want?"

His eyelids lowered, hooding the honey gold until I could barely see the color "You have a visitor"

Now that surprised me I brushed past Ash, and made my way up to the entrance A dark-hairedto do withhis feet, scuffing them in the dirt and when I said his narin spreading over his lips, his voice dropping to a faood, Lark Really, really good"

I blinked, wondering where the flush of exciteone "Thanks What do you want?"

Behind ave me a thumbs up before I turned back to face Coal He offeredevery day to see if they’d let me at least talk to you I’ve missed you"

"Really?" I tried to keep my tone casual, but there was no help for the bitterness "The last tied away and accused of ht Doesn’t seeave a worm’s shit about me would do"

I brushed past hi air and letting the coolness soothe the anger burning in er, it was betrayal

Coal jogged to my side and moved to put a hand on my elbow, but I stepped away before he could touch me "Go away, Coal"

"Lark, please I made a mistake Contrary to what you think, I’h "And if they’d killed me? What then? What kind of mistake would you call that?"

He lowered his voice and stepped close toto kill you"