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Elizabeth hesitated with her hand rested on the handle of the door to the hotel room. She was listening, trying to tell what the atmosphere was in the room. Nobody was raising their voice, though from what she knew of Sawyer’s father that didn’t necessarily mean things were going well. When she opened the door no one looked towards her and Gabrielle. It seemed as though the room had been on pause while they were away with the others remaining poised silently at the table awaiting their return. “The kitchen was closed,” Gabrielle explained the lack of food pre-emptively. “Well then get them to open it,” Tobias waved his hand dismissively towards them. “I did, they said they will bring us something as soon as it’s done.” He glared at her for just a second longer before he evidently dec

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