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Apparently, we wouldn’t be planning our wedding after all, because I was about to be forced to murder him instead. And then, when he rose inevitably from the grave, I would be waiting in the cemetery in the moonlight to tell him exactly what I thought of his actions! In detail!
If there was one thing even harder than protecting our families, it was letting them choose for themselves which risks to take.
My new neighbors had tricked me into socializing with tea and metalwork and interesting conversations about things I actually cared about—and had taught me that company could be tolerated after all if only it was fierce enough.

