I hold her gaze, then can’t help but give a soft snort and look away as I shake my head, my anger dissipating beneath the beginnings of an unwilling smile. “Like just now.” I wrap the cloth tighter around my seeping finger, ignoring the burn that follows. “Sorry.”
That last is mostly unfeigned, actually. I do enjoy recalling that.
MY SHAYLAAAA i love my political scheming found family 🥹❤️
— Jan 16, 2026 02:47PM
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