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How they lived their lives didn’t matter.
He walked toward us and looked straight at Ethan for a long moment, as if he were trying to place something.
Then he spoke.
I frowned. “What does that mean?”
Ethan stiffened beside me, his knees shaking before he quickly composed himself. “I have no idea what he’s talking about.”
But Dr. Paulson didn’t flinch.
“Backed out of what?”
So I stepped forward. “No. You don’t get to discuss this as if I’m not standing here. What is he talking about?”
The doctor sighed, then looked at me.
“You backed out.”
I turned slowly toward Ethan.