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She walked up to me.
Slowly.
Her gaze meant to shatter me.
Her thin mouth stretched in a smile to cut me open.
She stood a few inches from me.
The room was silent.
Was it because Lydia had mentioned Tawny?
Suddenly I was not in the same place anymore.
I didn't flinch, I didn't avert my eyes.
Yes lady you freak me out, you really do. I fear you, and I know your kind.
But I won't let you take my heart.
It's like she read me. Her body. I don't know.. Her body swayed. One hip, then the other.
Then the anger, the spite. Her defeat.
She tried to conceal it but from she could not.
Her shoulders: The tension had changed.
"I think it's your time, Lydia" she called, her eyes still on me, cursing me.
Still angry. Still icy. Cruel.
But she had lost , and she hated that.