[sequel to "Awaken". See comments for link.]
She rounded the corner into the main room and saw him sitting in a chair, in profile to her. He looked the same as she'd seen him countless times before.
Never in her life had one word been so charged.
He stirred slightly at her approach. Rising, he turned to face her, tilting his head in solemn greeting.
She was unprepared for the intensity of emotion that hit when his familiar smiling visage faced her directly. Waves of loathing, even rage, warred with simple hurt at what he'd done to her. She felt her lips pull back from her teeth as she looked at him and conjured an image of simply tearing him to pieces with her bare hands.
The feel of paper crinkling in her hand made her look down. She didn't remember having picked up Valerie's letter when leaving her room. The thought of nearly having damaged it dissipa