CLAIRE “Sage?” Zeke frowns, scanning her face as if trying to measure up what his eyes see to what his brain recognizes.The so-called sage smiles, more like a grimace, breathing hard and ragged. Her face was still pressed to the floor.Zeke releases her, turns his back to her, and rubs his temples. His shoulders tense, his fists clench.He's furious. I've never seen him like this before.He faces her quickly, his hand inches to grab her by the throat and smash her against the wall. The way his body is trembling suggests violence.But he stops himself and takes a deep breath.Meanwhile, Sage picks herself off the ground, rubbing her neck. She is scared, yes, but her eyes are still assessing, calculating."Why are you here?" Zeke clips out, each word like a grinding stone. He doesn't look at her. Now he paces back and forth, like it's the only thing keeping him sane.“No real reason,” she says, slumping on the couch, her eyes on the ground as she shakes her legs.“No reason?” Zeke sco
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