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~Hunter

Azura's smile is tentative. She doesn't trust me.

I don't blame her. I'm a complete stranger in her own home, which I can't imagine is a common thing to happen here.

"Just point to the door if you want me to leave." I smooth my hand down my right leg, which is hurt the most by my back injury. "I just need a moment..."

Azura sits up a little, peeking over the edge of the table.

She points at my leg.

"Your brother shot me in the back. It's really affected this leg in particular," I explain, releasing a long breath. My skin is sticky from exertion, and the more I sit the more I don't want to get back up.

Azura winces, shaking her head a little. She doesn't seem surprised.

"I don't like him..." I tell her flatly. No point lying to her.

She smiles, looking down at her book of paintings. She doesn't seem to disagree, although there is something deeper in her smile, like she is sharing a private joke with herself.

"I like Taysa though. She seems nice," I add. I need to be nicer to Ta
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