Harper is following her. 'It is safe to say that you are okay? You're limping.'
'Am I? I'm simply solid.' She chuckles happily. 'Going downhill.'
'Eliza, pause.' He finds her, grabs hold of her arm.
'Get off!' The words come out a lot stronger than she implied. She has yelled at him, at Harper, who draws back as though consumed. 'Sorry. Wow, Harper. I'm so heartbroken.'
'No, I'm heartbroken, I… '
She shakes her head, shocked. 'I'm… I'm in a hurry, there's nothing more to it. Look. Alright, I'm simply a small bit humiliated. We had a battle. He secured me and I know what that looks like, yet he probably neglected, there's nothing more to it. Brock’s expected home at any rate, so… and afterward you came. Dislike I would have been there the entire evening.'
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