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A protest bubbled up; she bit her tongue, only a whihtened on her

I’ood for either of theed goods Messed up Broken Puck, on the other hand, she understood She--her situation--elicited his emotions, however weak they were However temporary

How disappointed would he be if she failed to help hi new?

"Gillian Do you want me to lock him up?" The words lashed from William

The tears returned She couldn’t repay Puck’s kindness with cruelty "No I’m sorry," she repeated

In a snap, his expression blanked, and it broke her heart He said nothing more, simply turned and strode out of the room

What have I done?

With a sob, she fell back on the h her hair

"Do you love him?" he asked when finally she quieted

Why lie? "Yes" Her tear ducts swelled and dried "He’s my best friend"

"I will be your best friend now"

As her husband--still weird--continued to run his fingers through her hair, she relaxed, a sense of cal her No, not calm butindifference? Just then, she didn’t care about anything, and it was nice The bond at work?

"Am I immortal?" she asked "Or did I make you human?"

"I told you I’m the dominant"

So She was i she’d hurt William in the worst possible way That she’d traded one hell for another