The room was suddenly very interesting. Tani let her eyes wander as Isabelle spoke, all the awkwardness bled from her -- bled from both of them -- and replaced with something far less easy. Worse. It was worse. And what was there to be done?  Â
What was always done.
"I'll ask why, then," she said, because the price was too high to acknowledge what else Isabelle had said.
Or she was too much a coward.
What was always done.
"I'll ask why, then," she said, because the price was too high to acknowledge what else Isabelle had said.
Or she was too much a coward.
Precise. ⚜ Vivacious. ⚜ Wicked.
