If you believe in me
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Adelaida watched him, saw his eyes darken; felt that he was growing disinterested and unhappy with her. That was how it usually went. She engaged someone, anyone, in conversation, and with her words showed them truly the kind of damaged, broken beast that she was. Twisted and sick even. Adelaida looked away, she could lie, she lied often, but she was learning too that often lies would blow up in her face later. The truth blew up as soon as it came out. "Yes. " Maybe if she did not expand it would stay contained, the bomb that her words often made. Maybe if she did not tell him how ugly, disgusting, untrustworthy shifters were he would let it pass. But she would not lie, not this time. "Yes, it matters. "






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