[Well. That's that then, Araceli knows and she has to decide what she's going to do with that information as she swallows the curse that wants to spring out of her throat, the way her free hand curls itself into a fist so tight her nails dig into her palm.
Sina can't see her, that's good, she can do whatever else she wants on the other end and still sound level. Calm and collected.]
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Sina can't see her, that's good, she can do whatever else she wants on the other end and still sound level. Calm and collected.]
How did you do that? Why did you do that?