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Adelle's ears fell to her skull. They pinned back, the usually floppy ears tight with emotion. She knew that what she'd done had been wrong. It was why she'd apologized. It had just consumed her, and there had been no thought. Even the words that she had used to describe why she'd done what she'd done was truly inadequate to describe her feelings at the time. Adelle wasn't even sure that she remembered the full depth of what she'd thought and felt anymore, just the sorrow left. No, that was a lie. She just didn't want to remember what it had been like to be that out of control.
Shaking her head Adelle stared up at Aly. She didn't care for the fact that the world moved on without her. It didn't have that right. Adelle's head hung down as it was explained. Time had gentled the female, and she was ready to hear these words now. Neela had struck when the wound was too fresh, despite her wisdom. Now was the time that she would move on. Why did he have to get old? Why did he have to hurt? Why couldn't he be invincible like she'd thought he was?
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