[ she says it scathingly, because she resents him even more every time he calls her that. and where else would he go, truly? but she still feels sick, even knowing that this is likely all just a lie. an elaborate one that doesn't matter in the end, because the results are the same. she tries to control the fractional widening of her eyes, the catch in her breath, tries to keep her voice steady, if not steely. ]
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[ she says it scathingly, because she resents him even more every time he calls her that. and where else would he go, truly? but she still feels sick, even knowing that this is likely all just a lie. an elaborate one that doesn't matter in the end, because the results are the same. she tries to control the fractional widening of her eyes, the catch in her breath, tries to keep her voice steady, if not steely. ]
Oh?