[A tremendous part of her cries out at that. At the idea of pain so bad that it exhausts you, of a transformation so terrible it does all those things to you. It's something so private, so personal, and now Seraphim knows, now she knows, and she's kept so much of herself locked away.
And then things click together.]
He was your dog. The one I met. That's why you got upset when he put his head up my skirt.
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And then things click together.]
He was your dog. The one I met. That's why you got upset when he put his head up my skirt.