“Maybe build a drawbridge over the moat. Let some family and friends in. I think there are times when everyone needs someone to lean on.” His eyes darken. “And you, Isabel? Who do you lean on?” “Oh.” I hesitate, feeling a flush creep up my neck. “My parents and my siblings. Connie. A few high school friends.” “You’re close with your family,” he says. It’s not a question, it’s a statement. “No partner?” I shake my head. “Dancing for hours every day didn’t leave much time for dating, at least not outside of the Company. Barely inside it too, to be fair. It was my entire life for so many years
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