Emmeline opened her mouth to speak, to spew more anger and venom at him, but quickly clamped her lips shut as he mentioned not making a scene. He was the worst sort of bastard, really. She didn't think that it would be possible to despise someone in such a way but apparently he'd brought it out of her.

With one last seething glare, she shook her head and began walking once more to finish their patrol. It would be over soon, thank Merlin, and she was determined to do so in silence.

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