“I’ve noticed something when I’m watching you,” Snow said slowly, drawing my eyes to hers. “Sometimes, when you’re really excited about something, or you’re deep in that zone you enter in Odessa when you’re working the room—there are these lapses, as if you realize you’ve flown too high. You clip your own wings. You push yourself back down. You reach to cover yourself, to hold back your true thoughts and feelings. No one is ever born with that instinct; that’s something we’re taught. Abusers don’t just drain us of our light. They also condition us to dim it for them, even when they’re not in
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