Weaver of Shadows
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He wrapped his arms around her. Now, leave! It would be better for her. She’d get over it, and then she wouldn’t have to deal with you. Leave, find something sharp, stab it through your throat. It will be better. He ignored that voice in his head, but he knew it was only a matter of time before he listened again.
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“I promise.”
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“No, of course not.”
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“Forever.”
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“He was wrong,” Daniel said with conviction. “He was wrong about a lot of things. I do love you.”
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“Really,” he said, truthfully.
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“I love you too,” he said, running a hand through her hair. She’s using you. She doesn’t actually love you, she loves the attention you give her.
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He moved there, looking at her kindly.
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“Of course.”
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He helped her down onto the bed. “Good,” he said softly, his voice having a hollow tone in it.
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Daniel looked anxious as the nurse left. “Does it feel any better?”
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He smiled at her, a real smile, and relaxed a little bit.
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Daniel tentatively grabbed her good hand, squeezing it.
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“I missed you too.”
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Daniel sat next to Rex, seeming tense.
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Daniel looked at Rex questioningly.
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@Edema Rue indeed it is.
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Daniel looked away from Rex. “I’m not exactly sure, I must have hit her hand in my sleep.”
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He smiled back at her, but it seemed almost fake.
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Daniel walked over too, looking almost scared.
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“Always.”
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Daniel glanced back at her one more time. She would rather you leave. He stepped out of their room and found a nurse, bringing them to Rex.
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Daniel sighed softly, turning towards the door. She doesn’t trust you. It isn’t worth it. There’s an easy way out.
