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She was hurting.
I could see it.
Even from the distance I kept between us, I could see the change in Arielle.
The way she walked had changed.
The way she held herself had changed.
Even her smile was different.
There was no light behind it anymore.
I watched from the shadows as she stood near the window of the house, staring outside.
She looked smaller somehow.
Not physically.
Emotionally.
As though someone had taken the woman who had once seemed so certain of her place in the world and slowly stripped away everything that had made her feel safe.
Joss had done that.
No.
Perhaps it wasn’t entirely Joss’s fault.
But he was the reason.
And Clare was the weapon.
My hands curled into fists.
I hated seeing Arielle hurt.
But there was something else I couldn’t deny.
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