"Why?" Amalia asks again, but this time there is fire in her voice, irritation unsoothed even by Jyoti's calming presence pulling muscles tight within her chest. "You say you want nothing to do with us, that we trespassed, but now you refuse to let us go?" Amalia Her eyes, they know too much. She'll treat you like somebody but you just can't touch. |
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