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cleared, the mem

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taking her wheelcha

d on her

d me?" she asked,

ed Xavier. His soo

t deflect or diffuse th

ak, but her tone

his dark hair, his tell when he was nervou

icc

ie," she c

dn't just stand on the

out a

didn't intend to act on it. You attended the event at 12 p.m and by 10 p.m., your location hadn't changed. That's whe

ous. Your pulse was fading

speak. She di

ce. That meant no one else had f

the night, from the outskirts

hadn't ev

r did. No

a genetic embarrassment,

nd had said

reckless one who could still walk in heel

he's older. There's hope fo

was lef

c. Never booked her hospital visit

ies as a nurse walked in a

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at n

cleared

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e st

ined the s

n't eve

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her last hope to sal

spared him physical intimacy. She didn't track the results. Th

t

final reason to sever all ties wi

know?" Xavier

ook he

uldn't have reached

as r

'll run my business from

up my things fr

shook h

throwing out boxes, books, a laptop, personal stuff. I f

ith tears. The weight

wanted her gone.

had rea

No calls. Not

g out the words, "it's going to be on a pl

didn't

every day, I'm fine with wha

, his voice dipping lo

e up on you. Not until you bear my nam

looked

didn't