[ And it starts getting clearer. She pulls her sweater around her tightly like it can shut it out. She takes a step closer, eyes darting between the recordings and Miles himself. The weight in her stomach becomes a knot.
When she finally touches them she speaks softly, voice wavering. ]
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When she finally touches them she speaks softly, voice wavering. ]
You watched them.
[ It isn't a question. ]