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"SIN." His voice is warm and

comforting. I feel like curling up against

it and drifting off. I open my eyes, and

Cohen looks down at me. "Hey,

beautiful." His head is cocked to the side.

I smile or attempt to, and he squeezes my

hand. "Co…" He drops to his knees

beside me. Tears fall freely from his

eyes.

“I am so sorry. God, I thought I

lost you.”