Jem's POV I blinked a few times, still trying to fully come back to myself. My thoughts were scattered, and for a second I wasn’t even sure what expression was on my face. I quickly looked away, rubbing my face again, trying to regain control of my breathing and my thoughts.I could feel it—everything Mara had just said to me was still sitting heavily inside me, but I couldn’t say a word to Dante. No, I couldn’t—not to him. So I forced myself to speak.“I… I’m sorry, I was— I mean… I just… I didn’t—” I stopped, swallowed hard, then tried again, but the words just wouldn’t come out right. “I… I don’t know, I just got distracted… I’m fine, I’m fine,” I added quickly, even though my voice clearly didn’t sound fine at all.Even though I tried to speak again, I just couldn’t get the words out straight from my mouth.Dante noticed, and he just shook his head slightly, like someone who had already read through everything in me but still chose not to push it. He let out a short breath, almos
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