“I thought maybe you could change it back…to the way it was before,” she said, almost as if she were suggesting a new addition to the castle or a plot in the garden. “Why would I change it?” he asked. The thought had not even occurred to him. “Because of what it represents,” she said. He frowned, brows lowering. “What do you think it represents?” “Terror,” she said. “Is that because you were afraid you couldn’t contain him?” he asked. Her jaw tightened, and she did not speak. He stepped up behind her, grinding his teeth against the pain that radiated down his leg as he caged her against the
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