I think the realization that I could call a vote and get his ass kicked out had made him a better boy. A fresh wave of panic poured through me, tore a scream from my throat, and Damian echoed it. I know that many acted as if I were this beautiful, but I have no paintings of my old face. I was so astounded that I was glad he couldn't see my face.
It's like you have a gun, and you can lock it in the gun safe, but that doesn't teach you how to shoot it. I'd seen his own memory of it. Would I have tolerated it three years ago? No. But you didn't marry him, she said, why not? One, neither of us has asked, and two, I don't think either of us feels the need.
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