Are they staging something for me to watch again? I stepped into the pool of light by the door just as Cillian pulled his phone away from his ear. He didn't look surprised to see me, but his eyes narrowed as they raked over my form. "And where exactly are you going, Valerie?" he asked. His voice was calm, but beneath the surface, there was an edge of authority that made my skin crawl. "And do I owe you an explanation of wherever I choose to be? I don’t think I do anymore. Not after everything." He took a step toward me, his presence filling the hallway, but I didn't flinch. I stood my ground, my hands curled into tight fists at my sides. "If you want to stop me, you’d better come prepared," I hissed, my voice rising until I was yelling. "As you know, I have nothing left to lose! Do your worst, Cillian! Lock me up, break me, it doesn't matter.
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