The knowledge blazes through me: Wintergreen, alive and well, moreso than he has been in decades, no more of a threat to Slade than he has ever been.
Threat to *me*, his love for Slade now something I know as well as my own, and the look on his face tells me that he is seeing far more of my own heart than I had ever wished him to.
Humiliation lashing through me, anger, more fear than I wish to acknowledge, and I am off the floor faster than I have ever moved in my life. "You have your answer."
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The knowledge blazes through me: Wintergreen, alive and well, moreso than he has been in decades, no more of a threat to Slade than he has ever been.
Threat to *me*, his love for Slade now something I know as well as my own, and the look on his face tells me that he is seeing far more of my own heart than I had ever wished him to.
Humiliation lashing through me, anger, more fear than I wish to acknowledge, and I am off the floor faster than I have ever moved in my life. "You have your answer."