eyes watching

“What’s wrong?” his pretty companion said seeing a twinge of fear gleam within his sad dark eyes. She squeezed his hand warmly, trying in some small way to bleed the pain from his mind, he couldn’t speak yet in the wake of panic looking around nervously, she could have spies anywhere; neighbors, family, friends of friends of friends, eyes watching, exposing.

Lord Malinov, Song of Songs

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