Amaris
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“I didn’t mean to—”
“It’s fine,” I say, cutting him off and silently begging him to just drop it. But, if I had to hazard a guess from the next words out of his mouth, I’d say that it’s safe to assume that I don’t have telekinesis, only the ability to see the imminent future.
“No, it’s clearly not fine. If me calling you Ame—shit,” he says, quickly correcting himself with I cut him with a glare. “If me calling you that name sets you off, then clearly it’s something.”
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