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Who needs morals!?

What met me was anger and disbelief on both sides of the table. The air in the kitchen suddenly fell several degrees, and I had a bad feeling about this. What did I do?

“You’re not leaving. You’re still hurt!”

Ethan growled and slammed his cup so hard on the table, breaking the silence so suddenly that I actually jumped in my chair and stared at him with my mouth open.

“I´m fine now, I swear. I just need-“

Bear cut me off before I could even finish, and he was also angry. What have I done to them when I was floating between sleep and woken state? Did I hurt any of them? But they seem fine. Did I break something irreplaceable? No, Bear didn’t really care so much for things, so that’s not it. Then what? I leaned as far back on the chair as I possibly could, creating the illusion of space between us as I furrowed my brows and glanced from one to the other. I was not sure how to take this situation. My head really isn’t back in the game at all.

They both look fuming but also kind of hurt.
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