Darcy went to work that night after Ford left. She spent the entire night in her office tracking stars and charts and vanishing inside herself where she knew she was safe. Or as safe as she ever felt she'd be. She was alone and she tried desperately to pretend that wasn't the case, or at least that she didn't care. Instead, she found herself more
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It had been a long night, and equally long day so far. Hadn't it been for Francis he would have stayed in bed. But the day moved on with its usual obligations whether he liked it or not. Francis still needed to be fed and kept company, and Darcy... Darcy still needed to be trained, and that was that.
He still didn't know what to do about the day before. He had more answers now, after a night with a bottle. But it was answers he didn't like one bit, and he would keep on denying what he'd figured out.
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He wreaked. She screwed up her nose at him and furrowed her brow. "What are you doing here?"
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"I recall saying that I would be back to torture you some more today." She wasn't getting out of it.
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Eventually she stepped back into the house, leaving the door open for him.
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