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Excerpt:
Hours later, after I have taken a nap, I
awaken to see Pin is no longer in my bed. Removing myself from the chair, I
stretch, popping my bones. I don’t see how Pin was capable of sleeping in this
chair for a week. My rear seriously hurts.
After making my way to his room, I find
him sitting in a chair reading, a gloomy look upon his face. As I sit down
beside him, he closes the book and looks at me, the gloom turning to
disappointment.
I place my hand on his knee in a
soothing gesture. That small touch sends a shudder down my spine, and I want to
kiss him. Now is not the time, though. “How are you feeling?”
“How do you think I feel?” he replies in
a flat tone.
“It wasn’t your fault.”
“This is the second time I’ve let harm
come to you. I’m the one who is supposed to protect you. Not the other way
around. You shouldn’t have had to agree to help them to get me free.”
Oh,
gods.
“You heard all that?”
“I wasn’t unconscious, just weak from
whatever that was he shot me with. But now that we’re on the topic, who was the
girl in the photos, if not you?”
I wish I knew how he can be so
impassive. “That’s not important.”
“Zola. Talk. She’s why you’ve been
having night terrors?”
“We should be focusing on you.”
Pin stands, knocking my hand away from
his knee. Towering over me, he says, “This is exactly why I didn’t want to
start this kind of relationship with you. You defy me at every turn now. It was
easier when you were afraid of my actions.”
I still am. That doesn’t change how I
feel about him, though. “I don’t know who she is.” I stand from the carpeted
floor. “I only know what she said, and that she looks exactly like me, but with
short hair.”
“You’ve talked to her, and you didn’t
think to mention that?”
“Yes . . . no . . . sorta. It’s
complicated. She called me ‘sister’ before she pulled a weapon on me. I didn’t
get a chance to respond.”
Pin studies me for a moment, frustration
flawing his handsome face. Oh, how I would like to kiss that frustration away.
His anger is reasonable, even if I wish otherwise, because he's right. That is
something I should have told him, but I didn’t want him acting like this.
Shaking his head in a way that screams
of his disappointment, he departs the room without a backward glance. I assumed
we’d get past this—him trying to protect me at every turn, especially after
what happened on Payohlini. I’m pretty sure me killing his brother shows I’m
can handle myself. Though, in his eyes, I guess not.
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