39. A Hard Bargain

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As touching as my parents’ reunion was as disturbing as mine with dad was. Indeed, he neither hugged me nor even smiled at me. He just said in acknowledgment, “You must be Annabelle,” there was a chillness to his words that made me shiver. The rain in which we had stood while waiting for his arrival might have contributed too. “I see that you have awakened, and that is to say you have rejected your mate.” “I didn’t reject him,” I said. “Not yet.” Indeed, I had never said the words. He scoffed, “Foolish child. There are no words to be said. Whether it be acceptance or rejection, it all happens here.” And his hand rose to grab his shirt right where his dead heart rested. My eyes widened at that. Had I voiced out my thoughts? “I’m a mind reader, literally,” he told me matter-of-fact

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