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"Yes I do."
She glared, slowly coming back. "Will you actually listen?"
She sighed. "A lot.."
"You're not being truthful."
She frowned, turning around. Her eyes cold. "Why?"
"Medium..?"
"That's bull and we both know it."
Avice slowed slightly, and stopped, but didn't look back.
"Little bit.."
"You can't? I misjudged you."
She ignored him, her eyes traveling along the ground as her voice was hateful. "You like the sad ones, right Elyse? That's what you told me? You...
"I don't panic. Unless there's a deadline. That's different."
"The letter is open on the table."
Something changed on her face, and she looked terribly helpless, a tear streaked down her face. "You wouldn't talk to me. We won't talk about...
She chuckled. "I am not panicking."
He raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms. "You, my dear, are a horrible liar."
She backed up again, her steps careful. "Stop. Stop. Tell him how you brought me outside the day I invited you to our house and told me that he...
"I guess."
"I already made you breakfast."
"I may be afraid of your hatred, Jack, but I am certainly not afraid of the consequences of killing a liar. I'm already going to Hell," she said...
