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Zara

He took the letter from my hand and unfolded it with that same unhurried care he had used when he took it off the table earlier. His eyes moved down the page slowly, line by line, and I watched his face for any sign of reaction, for a second there was nothing then the corner of his mouth lifted.

It wasn't the reaction I was expecting, I had pictured anger maybe, or that flat unreadable look h