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Hugh could feel the heat of Anneliese’s body, an unconscious echo reverberating through him. He could feel her leaning over him, afraid, wanting his protection.
“Of course it did,” he said, with a look of disgust.
She blinked at that. “What do you mean?”
“The general was out of town. The only way he could keep up his pretense of an intruder was to mail something to you.”
She blinked again. He knew that made absolutely no sense. “What?”
“I’m sorry, Liese.” He sighed and put his bags on the floor and entered her room. “There is no intruder. It was just your grandfather meddling in our lives.”
“I don’t understand,” she signed as she walked backwards to sit down. She looked as if she was about to collapse.
“This is a royally f****d up way to inform you of this, but it fits with how
