I looked at him. What's happening to us? I asked. I frowned, but she couldn't see it. She was so angry she was shaking.
He gave me the look that was half-pout and half-he-knew-he'd-already-won-the-argument. Smartie-Vampire, what's happening to us? He squeezed my hand, and something in his eyes said plainly that he didn't want to say it out loud. That must make it really hard to be in love with one of them. I'm coming.
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