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Wolf was a little confused by how flustered Alex appeared after the question. It wasn't like he had room to talk, but it seemed to have thrown her off quite a bit. She could hardly keep her story straight, literally changing her story outright from one sentence to the next.

[color=778899]"Yeah. We see each other every day, almost,"[/color] Wolf told her. That... hardly explained things. He wasn't sure how to explain things. What was the nicest way to say: "we're dating, but I think she hates me almost as much as I hate myself?" He couldn't think of a good way to say it, especially not within the first ten minutes of seeing Alex again. [color=778899]"I know she missed you just as much as I did. I-I can tell her you're here. I'm sure she'd come right over."[/color] 

Of course he had no idea of Alex and Vera's prior meeting. No one had told him a thing, even now, and so one could only imagine what he might have done or thought had he known -- if he'd been told how angry Vera had gotten, or that she'd withheld that fact that she'd seen Alex from him.

[color=778899]"I-I should tell her..."[/color] Wolf began fumbling to find his phone. [color=778899]"Um, if you're OK with that."[/color] He couldn't shake how strange her answer had been. Had she talked to Vera or not? If not, and she'd seen her, why avoid her? She'd seemed to feel guilty about her absence from their lives. Was it that simple? 

But why did she feel guilty? She was the victim...