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[Clove watches him go. When he releases her, she only slides down against the counter, going to her knees. The words hurt, and that stings more than anything else. There are tears now. She's actually crying, now that he's not there to see her. Is this what she's become? Has she let herself get so weak?

She grabs the counter and pulls herself up. The pots and pans on the stove are spared. The glass bowl the noodles might have been served in? Isn't. She throws it, the thick glass barely breaking, even when it hits the wall. Not far enough to go to pick up enough speed. So she sees the glasses set out for drinks with dinner.

Those break much more easily.

A plate. Then two.

She steps over the shards, ignoring them. She wants to run. But he'll go to the camp. That can't be her haven here. But he might come back. She doesn't want to be here when he does.]