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"What triggered the escalation?" Leo asked while leaning slightly back into his chair.
Jace stayed silent for several seconds while staring down at his hands.
Tears slowly streamed down his face.
Then eventually, he laughed bitterly beneath his breath.
"It sounds stupid now."
"Try us," I muttered quietly.
Jace looked toward the ceiling before finally speaking again.
"He was not always like that," he admitted softly. "Honestly, when I first met him, he was probably the gentlest person I had ever known. He hated crowds. Hated attention too. He barely spoke to anybody outside me."
He smiled weakly afterward.
"I guess that is the fate of most Enigmas."
Something uncomfortable twisted inside my chest hearing that, and immediately my thoughts drifted toward Leo.
Was that how it had been for him all these years?
Was that why he hid his identity for so long?
