Whenever Eloise looked unhappy, my first instinct had always been to wonder whether I had said or done something wrong.Now, all I felt when I looked at her was disgust.Natalie tugged on my arm, rose onto her tiptoes, and whispered in my ear, "If you don't want to look at someone, then don't."She led me out of the mall and practically shoved me into her car.Eloise did not follow us, but I could still feel her sharp gaze fixed on my back.Natalie gently pried open my clenched hand.Tiny red marks covered my palm, and a few had already started bleeding.She looked at me helplessly."If something's bothering you, let it out. Don't keep it bottled up. Most importantly, don't hurt yourself."A sharp sting shot through my palm as she applied ointment.Instinctively, I tried to pull my hand away, but she held it firmly in place."Don't move. Be good."There was something almost magical about her voice.To my own surprise, I actually stayed still. My gaze drifted to her profile
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