[She sat in his arms for what felt like eternity.]
[Why? The question repeated itself countless times, unanswered. Why give me a false happiness, only to tear it away from me? Does fate truly hate me this much...?]
[But, after a while, the tears had dried, and the sobbing had stopped; the pain, while still very much present, had for now settled into a a dull ache in her chest.]
[Silently, she pulls away from Lupin, and stands; her movements are almost mechanical, a forced composure to her motions as she head to the sink and washes her face.]
[When she finally returns to her seat, her eyes are cold and her expression almost blank; a flicker of her old, not-Shifted self -- an emotionless, chilling professionalism -- comes through in her voice when she finally speaks again.]
...Now that this matter has been settled, I should leave you to your more pressing objectives.
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[Why? The question repeated itself countless times, unanswered. Why give me a false happiness, only to tear it away from me? Does fate truly hate me this much...?]
[But, after a while, the tears had dried, and the sobbing had stopped; the pain, while still very much present, had for now settled into a a dull ache in her chest.]
[Silently, she pulls away from Lupin, and stands; her movements are almost mechanical, a forced composure to her motions as she head to the sink and washes her face.]
[When she finally returns to her seat, her eyes are cold and her expression almost blank; a flicker of her old, not-Shifted self -- an emotionless, chilling professionalism -- comes through in her voice when she finally speaks again.]
...Now that this matter has been settled, I should leave you to your more pressing objectives.