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126. Shifting

Author: Rich
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Max’s POV

Her hand stayed on mine. It was warm and steady. This time, she spoke first.

“You always look like that when you’re thinking too hard.” she said softly.

I crunched my face. “Like what?”

She tilted her head. The smallest smile tugging at her lips. “Your jaw gets tight. Your eyes go all… sharp.”

I almost smiled at that. Almost. “You’re imagining things.”

“I’m not.” She shifted a little, tucking one leg under her despite the blanket, wincing only slightly. “You look like you’re planning ten steps ahead. Like you’re not even here with me.”

Her words… they landed sharper than I expected. I looked at her then. I really looked, and for a moment my chest ached. Because she was right. I was already half in the fight to come, half in the blood and chains waiting for me below.

I took a deep breath and said. “I don’t want to think about any of that right now.”

“Then don’t think about it” she said, as if it were that easy.

I let myself sink a little deeper into the couch. Into the space
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