You had a feeling. An - instinct. An animal's instinct, that something wasn't quite right.
[ He stretches himself out on the sofa, his legs hooked over the back of it. One arm slides down, his fingertips grazing the floor. He looks languorous, but in truth he is thinking, taking all of this in, rolling it over in his mind and considering. How much to tell her, how much to leave out.
She may be... fond of him (cringing involuntarily at that thought), but she has no real reason to trust him, certainly not after everything that has transpired. ]
You may or may not be aware of this, however...
Jack Vessalius is renowned as a great hero in my country, and is much admired.
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[ He stretches himself out on the sofa, his legs hooked over the back of it. One arm slides down, his fingertips grazing the floor. He looks languorous, but in truth he is thinking, taking all of this in, rolling it over in his mind and considering. How much to tell her, how much to leave out.
She may be... fond of him (cringing involuntarily at that thought), but she has no real reason to trust him, certainly not after everything that has transpired. ]
You may or may not be aware of this, however...
Jack Vessalius is renowned as a great hero in my country, and is much admired.