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She nodded, looking around the attic before heading for the door. * * * She looked over at him with a frown, looking unsure. "What do you mean?"
She looked up at him worriedly. "So... what does it mean? Maverick and Theresa went out to the woods." * * * She looked down. "It's not a...
She held it out for him, her shoulder brushing his. * * * She looked over at him in surprise, her brows furrowed. She seemed subdued after the...
"You... you should come read this," she said quietly, her eyes wide. * * * She began to hurry back, pulling her sleeves down as her wings...
Fina's eyes widened and she spoke, her voice trembling. "Cass...?" * * * She nodded, standing up. "Yeah. Let's go back home, okay?"
She frowned, her bright eyes scanning the pages in the gloom as her practiced fingers slid over the corner of the book before turning the pages....
She frowned, blowing away the dust and opening the journal slowly. * * * She frowned, glancing at the cuts on her arms. "Not badly. Don't worry."
She split from him, looking as well. *** The increased surface area allowed for a more effective healing, and he would feel warmth spreading...
It didn't take long for him to doze off, his mouth slightly open. * * * "I guess we just... look around?" * * * Theresa frowned, looking...
He closed his eyes, leaning into her touch. *** She followed, looking around nervously. * * * She knelt down beside him, her hand on his...
He frowned before lying back, resting his head in her lap. "If you say so." * * * She nodded, giving him an embarrassed grin. "Yeah. Just...
"Why? There's nothing going on here anyway." * * * Fina made a small whimper, frowning. "Definitely haunted." * * * She took to the sky...
He relaxed, looking up at her. "Are you tired? Do you want to sleep?" * * * "You first," she said, hiding behind him. * * * Theresa stood up,...
"I just would rather not," he said apologetically, folding his hands around hers. * * * "This is definitely haunted," she said, resting her...
"Because... I mean I told you. She's... not quite there." * * * She frowned, looking over his shoulder. "Uh oh." * * * She cried out, falling...
"You could meet my mom, I suppose," he said with a small shrug. "But I don't think you'd want to." * * * She followed, her hand in his. * * *...
He hesitated, looking up at her. "He... doesn't like angels." * * * "Yes," she said immediately, taking his hand.
He brought her to her chest before speaking slowly. "You won't be able to meet my dad." * * * "Me neither," she said slowly. "Is there an...
He brushed her hair back slowly. "Okay. We're doing this." * * * "No. Just a bunch of books." * * * "Yeah, for sure. Why don't you sleep?...
He gave her a shy, hesitant smile before kissing her again, pulling her to him. * * * "Have you found anything?" * ** "You can sleep," he...
