When Liz nodded, she meant for it to be a single nod, but her nervous energy turned it into a series of small nods. Her lips pressed down into a right frown and she glanced away as she fought control. When she thought she had it, she looked back at Peter. "Why didn't you tell me?" She felt another wave of nausea woosh through her stomach. "I thought... Don't you trust me?"
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Date: 2019-01-06 06:18 pm (UTC)