"UncleJun,whatareyoudoinghere?"
AmoudentspassingbywasJasmin—Jun''''''''scousin''''''''sdaughter.Spottinghimfromadistance,sheboundedover,hercheerfulvoicecuttingthroughthetension.
Junbrushedasweat-damperandofhairfromhercheekandgaveherrosyskinaionatepinch.
"Justhereforsomeworkstuff,"hesaidwithasmile.
Jun''''''''scousinwasmucholderthanhim,sohehadpracticallygrownuplookingafterJasmin.AlthoughJasmincalledhim"Uncle,"Junwasmorelikeanolderbrothertoher—andshelovedagspoiledaroundhimthemost.
LookingatJasmin''''''''si,radiantsmile,Juasurgeofreliefandwarmth.Atleastthosetwomenwouldneverbeabletoharmanyoneagain.
WhenhereachedouttotouchJasmin,hecouldfeeljusthowpletelydefenselessshestillwasaroundmen.
Instarktrast,thehostilityradiatingfromMadelineasshewalkedalongsideherossibletoignore.
Junliftedhisgazetothegirl,andinvoluntarily,fshesofthefootagehehadseencrossedhismind.Heclearedhisthroatawkwardly.
Madeliherheadslightlylowered.Heronceeyebrow-lengthbangshadgrownout,nowcastingashadowoverhereyesandgivinghergazeagloomthatseemedtocarrythestenchofhellitself.
Herschooluniformoutlinedherdelicatefigure,butshestoodinanidposture—backslightlyhunched,handschedtightlyathersides.Likeabristlingcat,openlywaryofhim.
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