He doesn't know what he expected. That she spirited Cecelia away, perhaps, and kept her in a room, or that she let her go or worse, killed her, but—
that's perhaps the worst thing of all, an option too awful to contemplate. Flynn's grip on her shoulders tightens. It's all he can seem to do for a moment. ]
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He doesn't know what he expected. That she spirited Cecelia away, perhaps, and kept her in a room, or that she let her go or worse, killed her, but—
that's perhaps the worst thing of all, an option too awful to contemplate. Flynn's grip on her shoulders tightens. It's all he can seem to do for a moment. ]
That's awful. That's... it's just— Cecelia...