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My lips were swollen and my jaw pitted from my dad's fingers. It still hurts, but after a painkiller everything got better. Kaanadan scored while I cried for miles. I refuse to believe I played this scene in front of him.

I leave the bathroom after a shower and find it in front of the glass wall of the room, the view is incredible, overlooking the city all lit up at night. Kaanadan has his back to me, and I notice his arms are crossed.

Deep breath. Today he was even... passable, plus he helped me with the stitches. Sure, it could help me not get that slap, but... but he helped me not get two.

I cough purposefully and watch him turn to me. I shrink into the robe.

"Well...thanks for the help with the stitches and...in the end with my dad."

Kaanadan looks at me seriously. "The problem is, you don't know how to shut up."

— And I don't regret it, I would do it again even though I knew it would stay like this. I point to my red-purple face.

The same sits. - You are welcome.

I walk t