Juliette," he says. He touches my hand so gently it startles me.
"Did you notice? it seems I am immune to your gift." He studies my eyes.
"Isn't that incredible? Did you notice"? he asks again. "When you tried to escape? did you feel it...?
Warner who misses absolutely nothing. Warner who absorbs every single detail.
Of course he knows.
But I'm shocked by the tenderness in his voice. The sincerity with which he wants to know. He's like a feral dog, crazed and wild, thirsty for chaos, simultaneously aching for recognition and acceptance.
Love.

Tahereh Mafi

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