want her, either.
Turning her face into the pillow, she let the tears flow.
The lights went out and Nathan began his preparations. He had to keep reminding himself that this was necessary if he wanted to regain his privacy and solitude. She couldn’t stay. It was better that he chased her off now rather than allowing her attachment to grow.
Closing his eyes, Nathan centered every atom of his being into a swirling mass. Using that compact nucleus, he gathered all the energy he could from the air around him. Picturing the horrendous bully he’d chased off previously helped to strengthen his creation. If he concentrated and fed into that anger, adding his rage at all the life he missed out on, he could create a form that twisted and wri...
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