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"
I
waited
,
unreasonably
anxious
to
hear
what
you
would
say
to
them
,
to
watch
your
expressions
.
I
couldn
’
t
deny
the
relief
I
felt
,
watching
the
annoyance
on
your
face
.
But
I
couldn
’
t
be
sure
.
"
That
was
the
first
night
I
came
here
.
I
wrestled
all
night
,
while
watching
you
sleep
,
with
the
chasm
between
what
I
knew
was
right
,
moral
,
ethical
,
and
what
I
wanted
.
I
knew
that
if
I
continued
to
ignore
you
as
I
should
,
or
if
I
left
for
a
few
years
,
till
you
were
gone
,
that
someday
you
would
say
yes
to
Mike
,
or
someone
like
him
.
It
made
me
angry
.
"
And
then
,
"
he
whispered
,
"
as
you
were
sleeping
,
you
said
my
name
.
You
spoke
so
clearly
,
at
first
I
thought
you
’
d
woken
.
But
you
rolled
over
restlessly
and
mumbled
my
name
once
more
,
and
sighed
.
The
feeling
that
coursed
through
me
then
was
unnerving
,
staggering
.
And
I
knew
I
couldn
’
t
ignore
you
any
longer
.
"
He
was
silent
for
a
moment
,
probably
listening
to
the
suddenly
uneven
pounding
of
my
heart
.
"
But
jealousy
.
.
.
it
’
s
a
strange
thing
.
So
much
more
powerful
than
I
would
have
thought
.
And
irrational
!
Just
now
,
when
Charlie
asked
you
about
that
vile
Mike
Newton
.
.
.
"
He
shook
his
head
angrily
.
"
I
should
have
known
you
’
d
be
listening
,
"
I
groaned
.
"
Of
course
.
"
"
That
made
you
feel
jealous
,
though
,
really
?
"
"
I
’
m
new
at
this
;
you
’
re
resurrecting
the
human
in
me
,
and
everything
feels
stronger
because
it
’
s
fresh
.
"
