Anger
“It was my aunt, wasn’t it?” Micah asked, furrowing his brows at the two. “The one that you were talking to last night … it was my aunt, wasn’t it.” Briar quickly turned to Elise for help as the woman looked at the two, a conflicted expression coming on her face. She merely opened her mouth, trying to say something, but decided against it and closed her mouth once again. “What do I say?” Briar asked, whispering as low as he could. “Should I tell him?” “I don’t know,” Elise whispered back, the two looking at the boy who was still staring at them with wide, unblinking eyes. Almost as though he is expecting something from them. “You both know that I can hear you two, right?” The boy asked, a slight smile coming on his face, looking to the ground sadly. “Well, at least I know that you t
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