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His teeth clench for a moment in annoyance — Mel’s body isn’t supposed to be something that can be taken away from him — but he cleanses himself with a deep breath, and his voice stays gentle. Firm, yes, but still gentle. “You sure about that, mija?” Taking a seat on the edge of the couch, he flips one corner of her sheet up, exposing a tiny foot and taking it between two large hands. “I think you look fantastic.”
it isn’t necessary to look at marcus to sense his annoyance from his tone. even though upsetting him scares her a bit, she doesn’t move, doesn’t make any sort of action to sig- nal that she’s listening. “no,” she replies swiftly, a bite to her voice that’s mainly from being dissatisfied with her- self. “can’t you come back when i look prettier?”