[ His eyes closed for a moment again. He wanted to snap at her, to tell her that what she could do was to just go away. To stop touching him. Because it was all easier without her there, less complicated. He could be closed off and angry and believe that he truly didn't care about anything or anyone.
He let out a heavy breath and opened his eyes again. This time, he looked at her. Finally. There was a false sort of hardness in his expression. ]
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He let out a heavy breath and opened his eyes again. This time, he looked at her. Finally. There was a false sort of hardness in his expression. ]
Let me go back there.