“Why didn’t your parents come visit you?” he asked, an edge to his voice. “Why do you want to know?” “Because it has bothered me. I sat in your room with you for hours, and no one showed up. Where were your friends? Where was your family? I feel your goodness. You aren’t sick in the head or the body. You seem normal, so what is it? You were in the hospital and really hurt, and I know the doctors called your emergency contact, so what the hell?” “Why does it matter to you?” “Because you are a nice human.” Ooooh, the way he said human, like it was something other. “Shifter,” she accused him. “So
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