"Thaddeus? You're here."

Chad's surprise registered on his face as he paused, his bowl hovering midair.

Snapped from his reverie, Thaddeus murmured, "Brother."

"Well, since Thaddeus is here, it's not really appropriate for me to stay any longer."

Chad gently set his bowl down and offered Evadne a warm, considerate smile. "Ms. Evadne, remember to eat, and take care of yourself. I'll leave you two to talk."

"No, wait!"

Evadne suddenly grabbed Chad's arm, swallowing the ache in her throat and forcing herself to sound as composed as ever. "At least wait until I finish my soup before you go."

"But-"

"Mr. Thaddeus is here, and you're still welcome to stay, Mr. Chad. I don't see anything inappropriate about it."

Evadne turned to Thaddeus, who was standing stiffly by the doorway, and flashed him a bright, almost dazzling smile-one he hadn't seen in ages and which stung his eyes. "Mr. Thaddeus, you wouldn't find it awkward to see your own brother, would you?"

Thaddeus's lips parted slightly. "No, not at all."

Evadne smiled again. "Good."

with reckless abandon, a passion that

more distant


he

his voice low, his

asked me to

her eyes downward and accepted

next second, she hurled the bouquet at his feet, her

"Get out!"

the muscles in his face

eyes widened in alarm. He bent to

and sharp, rang out

flowers and disappear from

been punched in the chest. He stared at the fallen lilies,

fine, invisible

blood seemed to leak silently


wound steady, unstoppable. Monet

breathing, his heart felt emptter with every beat, collapsing in

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