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His hand hovered over her jaw, uncertain if he had the right.
"I will come back as much as I can. I'd write, but you wouldn't be able to understand. I'll be heading out. Be back soon enough."
He looked up at her. "Then what?"
"They'd suspect something if it were more than me. I'll be fine on my own for now, but I'll keep you updated. Don't worry."
He said nothing, looking down.
She frowned, shaking her head with a sigh as she grabbed her bag. "Not yet."
He sighed. "I'd never hurt you."
"Well... functional.. I need to go back, but I need more tools first. I'll get it done. Trust me."
"Neither was I."
She frowned. "Not for long. This will take longer than I thought."
He shook his head. "I would it never to falter, but could you say the same?"
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He huffed in frustration. "Adeline, I'm not some.. some drugstore cowboy! I know you've been hurt but I'm not like him!"
She sighed, heading out.
He said nothing before going back to Ker.
She nodded. "Okay. If you say so."
He sighed, his brows furrowing. "You think I'd do that?"
She frowned slightly. "August.. He's your brother, you know."
He stepped towards her. "Why don't you?"
She observed him gently before standing. "Eli thinks you're dead. Should I tell him?"
