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In black Only the flame of her hair provided vivid colour in the harsh landscape And she was in the process of coiling it into a tight bun when she followed hi room, where he’d set her breakfast tray

Ari resisted the urge to pull her hands away froe her clothes

She finished securing her hair and turned to hi over his body

Noting his attire, she looked back up ‘Have you slept at all?’

‘No,’ he replied, vaguely disturbed by his anger at her choice of clothes

A look of concern crossed her eyes He allowed it to touch him for a second, two seconds, before he looked away

‘Sit down Drink your tea and have soerssickness’

She looked at the tray and wrinkled her nose ‘Too late I’ve already thrown up twice’

He forced away the anxiety that tightened his nape ‘Drink it anyway’

She sat and he poured her tea and passed it to her, noting the anxious glances she sent his way Part of hi because he knew the road ahead wouldn’t be easy

‘Aren’t you having anything?’

‘No Until we find out which ser your nausea, I’ll eat my meals separately’

‘How coers?’

Ice for couilt and fear returned twice as forcefully

He looked up and saw the anxiety stamped on her face

‘Ari?’

‘I know because nant with our first child when she died’

Her cup clattered onto the saucer and her features paled ‘Oh, my God I’m I don’t knohat to say I’m sorry for—’

He slashed a hand through the air, unwilling to dwell on the past, unwilling to let her see the devastation that still had the power to shred his insides

They had s to discuss than the subject of his hubris

‘Drink your tea, Perla We have a lot to discuss’