Tristan’s POVSomething had changed in her eyes the next time I saw her. There was a quiet defiance, a spark of fiery emotion burned in her eyes that was no longer there. In its wake was a loud dismissal.I had called her into the office yet again like I’d done the past few days, hoping to break her enough for her to admit that she was just as affected. But this time, she followed every instruction without complaint.There was no snarling, no eye rolling, no glare, no huffing and puffing. She took orders quickly, disappeared just the same and I… I hated it.I hated how she had become so tame, the fiery little woman had become so agreeable and as much as her snapping and her reckless ways used to infuriate me, a toxic part of me liked it.It meant she cared, it meant there was something there. Something that deserved such emotion and I relished it.But now, it wasn’t there. I mourned the loss, trying to think back to when and how she had turned this way.The last time I saw it was aft
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