He begins to step out of the room, but Liska has made sure to stand as close as possible, forcing him to step around her. As he does, she swallows nervously and reaches out and grabs his shirt like a frightened child. Keep your eyes on me, she prays. She feels the barely-there weight of Jaga vanish from her pocket, scuttle down her skirt, and leap off. “It was b-by the cellar, in the shadows. I saw his eyes, I swear it!” She tightens her fingers on the linen—she can feel the warmth of his skin through it, the exact moment his heart thuds in tandem with hers. He looks down at her hand and pries
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