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I wouldn’t meet his gaze, no matter how intensely he stared. I located a giant fleck in the tile in front of me and latched onto it. My whole existence was in that fleck, and as long as I didn’t look away from it, I’d be ok. I could pretend the rest of the world didn’t exist.
The Kidnapping of Roan Sinclair
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