Light And Shadow
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Summary
It wasn't difficult to recognize the signs of discomfort. Blake had curled in on herself, her breathing ragged, eyebrows knitted tightly. Her ears were pressed flat against her scalp, as though they'd been ironed, pinned down indefinitely. But what concerned Weiss the most were the little whimpers that kept tumbling past her lips, excerpts of apologies mixed with her own name.