[ shock joins fury and hurt on hurt face, and she's tempted to hit him again. her shoulder jerks, but she keeps her arm at her side, just spitting out the words. ]
How? How is this a better time, Byerly? [ her eyes bore into him, waiting, watching. she still doesn't know what to believe. that hurts, too. ] I want to hear you say it.
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How? How is this a better time, Byerly? [ her eyes bore into him, waiting, watching. she still doesn't know what to believe. that hurts, too. ] I want to hear you say it.