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He seemed hesitant, looking over at her thoughtfully. "Yes, I suppose so." *** He raised an eyebrow. "I see.. How did that go?" *** She...
He nodded with a frown. "It is. I hope it gets solved quickly." *** He looked up at her, his expression brightening before looking curious....
"I will," she said, heading out with a frown. Jaz looked up at Lucy, his gaze adoring as he waited for the conversation to end. *** Dion was...
"I'll be alright," she said. "I can handle myself." *** She looked thoughtfully at him, shaking her head and kissing his cheek "I'm not mad,...
Her frown deepened and she paused before answering. "Alright.." *** She approached him, standing behind him and leaning down and kissed his...
She sighed, seeming uncertain. Jaz sat back down in his seat. "Would it be wrong of me to go see Ellis for a bit?" she asked. *** Rory entered....
"I don't think did it either," she told her, brushing her hair back. "We'll find out." *** A bit later there was a knock on Emerson's door.
Blaise pinched the bridge of her nose, looking frustrated. "I'm okay. I just want to figure this mess out."
She was glaring at him, her arms folded tightly. She relented, though, looking back at the floor with a sigh. Rory was in her room, sitting on...
Blaise didn't seem to like this, but said nothing.
"Let them stay," she told him. "There are other ways around this."
Blaise hesitated, looking over at Ellis thoughtfully. Rory left quickly, not saying a word.
She hesitated, looking over at Ellis for a moment before her gaze returned to Emerson. "And what if he did forget? You wouldn't know."
Blaise shook her head. "That's not good enough. That's not good enough evidence to claim murder and kick him out of the clan." She raised an...
Blaise scoffed, her narrowed eyes watching him carefully. Hesitantly, Jaz stood up and went to Blaise, standing behind her and a bit at her side,...
She looked at Emerson, her expression sharp. "What? You can't do that."
Rory wanted to protest as well, but found she couldn't speak, her words catching in her throat. Blaise came in her brows furrowed and her head...
It would be obvious Rory was uncomfortable with the decision. She hadn't said much else on the way back.
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She frowned, saying nothing more as she leaned against the window.
