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~Belinda's POV
I looked at Lisa. Her face was pale, her hands shaking slightly from what I had just told her. But I wasn't done.
"You think that story was bad?" I said quietly, bitterness rising in my throat. "That wasn't even the worst one."
She looked up, eyes rimmed with red. "There's… there's worse?"
I nodded. "Yeah. There's worse. You want to know why Kael hates the sound of chains? Why he flinches when someone touches the back of his neck, even if it's soft?"
Lisa blinked rapidly, clearly caught off guard. "I… I didn't even know that."
"You wouldn't," I whispered. "Because he hides it. He hides everything. But I saw it. I heard it. I'll never forget it."
I took a deep breath. My voice felt tight, like my throat was trying to close up just from remembering it.
