"No, you didn't go cold," he says, each word catching a little at the back of his throat. "Lying to me was easier, wasn't it? And God forbid you ever make a choice that's hard."
His anger is ebbing out of him, bit by slow and painful bit, leaving only exhaustion behind. Looking down, he exhales a long, slow breath out his nose, his jaw tensing.
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Date: 2020-01-15 09:40 pm (UTC)His anger is ebbing out of him, bit by slow and painful bit, leaving only exhaustion behind. Looking down, he exhales a long, slow breath out his nose, his jaw tensing.