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I
flush
.
“
I
thought
I
was
fine
.
”
“
Anastasia
,
you
can
’
t
tell
me
what
you
think
I
want
to
hear
.
That
’
s
not
very
honest
,
”
he
admonishes
me
.
“
How
can
I
trust
anything
you
’
ve
said
to
me
?
”
I
peek
up
at
him
,
and
he
’
s
frowning
,
a
bleak
look
in
his
eye
.
He
runs
both
hands
through
his
hair
.
“
How
did
you
feel
while
I
was
hitting
you
and
after
?
”
“
I
didn
’
t
like
it
.
I
’
d
rather
you
didn
’
t
do
it
again
.
”
“
You
weren
’
t
meant
to
like
it
.
”
“
Why
do
you
like
it
?
”
I
stare
up
at
him
.
My
question
surprises
him
.
“
You
really
want
to
know
?
”
“
Oh
,
trust
me
,
I
’
m
fascinated
.
”
And
I
can
’
t
quite
keep
the
sarcasm
out
of
my
voice
.
