“I certainly didn’t think you’d automatically jump to the conclusion that I hated you.” “You still haven’t told her you like her,” Lore butts in. “Maybe that would help.” Drystan freezes, then scrubs his hand down his face. “‘Like’ is not the word I’d use.” My heart sinks, but he continues. “You alone have the ability to frustrate me beyond measure. You are captivating—as I’m sure you’re aware—and infuriating. Far too soft-hearted for the task the Goddess has put before you, and yet…” He trails off, glancing at the others before shifting his weight from one foot to the other. “‘Like’ is too
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