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| e670a88 | Emily looked into his eyes. They were blank, unreadable. That was the worst kind of person, the scariest--the one who'd learned to keep his feelings out of his eyes. Or who didn't feel anything at all. Emily had known people like that; they were the destroyers. They took things--everything you worked for, all your silly dreams--and smashed them beneath their boots for no reason at all. | eyes-the-true-expression | Lisa Unger |