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arms, squeezing me. "It is going to be

okay, Sin."

I wish I could believe her. I watch

her retreating form, and I sink into the

chair, my head falling into my hands. I

hear the door open and close, but I can't

look up, the sobs fall from my lips.

I feel strong hands on my shoulder.

, and when I look up into Jameson's

eyes, I feel like crumbling. “I didn’t do

this.”