Silence fell, interrupted only by the ticking of the clock on the table. She crossed her arms, remembering how he’d smelled, how his lips had tasted. But this distance between them, this horrible gap that spread every day … it was for the best. Dorian took a step closer, exposing his palms to her. “Do you want me to fight for you? Is that it?” “No,” she said quietly. “I just want you to leave me alone.” His eyes flickered with the words left unsaid. Celaena stared at him, unmoving, until he silently left. Alone in the foyer, Celaena clenched and unclenched her fists, suddenly disgusted with
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