“When you’re tired, your eyes glaze over. Sometimes you’ll have bags under them. When you’re in pain, you’re tense, trying too hard to focus on anything else. Your shoulders are pulled back and you do everything not to move more than you need to.” He points toward my hands, which are tucked on my lap. “You make a fist like it’ll help combat things, then loosen them when you realize you’re only doing more damage. Want me to continue?” “Kaiden—” “That,” he says. “Your voice is lower, tired in a way that’s not just from exhaustion. I hate when I hear you talk like that, smiling at everyone who
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