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“You can’t change the world, Sorcha.” “I would if I could.”
Tears streamed down her cheeks. Cian peeked in through the garden door. “What’s he done now?” “Nothing. He’s done nothing but chosen to be alone.”
She looked up at the ceiling and shook her head. “He shouldn’t be alone. He doesn’t deserve to be alone.”
Their gazes met and Macha smiled. “You are the same, little human. They tell you time and time again you are a pool of still water. Yet, we both know underneath the surface a tempest rages. I will enjoy seeing your claws grow.”
It was one quick exchange, but I really like Macha
