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Liana had always trusted motion. When things hurt, she moved. When people betrayed her, she ran-forward, upward, away. The stillness was foreign, almost frightening. It forced her to listen to things she preferred to bury.
But since the boardroom, since Ryan, and especially since Damien, she hadn't moved at all.
Not really.
She was going through th