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Lucian has been oddly quiet since we returned , not that I know if that's odd for him , but over the span of a few weeks that I've known him , he's never been this quiet or lacks this much emotion . It's strange and does bother me a bit , but instead of giving in and striding after him to ask what's wrong , I turn to Oakley and press my lips into a thin line before gesturing over my shoulder . "I'll be in my room if you need me ." I mutter , not waiting for her to respond before I spin around and saunter toward my room .
I'm still feeling skeptical over the fact that Oakley roamed through my mind , as if she breached some trust I could've had in her , now it just feels as if she saw a part of me I didn't want anyone to ever see . I unintentionally slam the door closed behin
