“I am expected to attend your family dinners with you.” A statement, not a question. “You are. Where I go, you go,” Theon confirmed. “Which means we need to finish our conversation.” He closed the few feet of distance between them, coming to stand over her. Her head was still tilted back on the chair so she could look up at him. He reached out to cup her cheek, but she turned her face out of reach. He sighed. “So you’ve decided then?” “Decided what? I don’t get choices anymore,” she countered. “You did, but you are correct in saying you do not get them anymore,” Theon replied, that coldness
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