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[ the beginnings of a glance away are immediately severed; Derek's focus snaps back to Stiles. a visceral anger is uncurling in his gut, rising in his chest like an animal, but Derek - Derek finds himself swallowing it down. even he realizes that begrudging Stiles this much is unfair and unnecessary. snooping in his phone or not, it's not like his family were low profile back home.

so, facing forwards again, Derek jerks his chin in a nod. it seems the only answer, until - ] Yeah, she was.