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Caden avoided her, seeing the card for his lawyer on his nightstand and tossing it in his trash can, getting rid of anything used to get him back. |
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She found him later that night, going to him. "Babe, what's wrong?" |
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"Nothing," He murmured, avoiding her gaze. |
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"No, you didn't do anything. Just... dissapointed that you had to see all that." He muttered. |
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"nothing was wrong, nothing major happened. It's okay, there's nothing to be disappointed about" |
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"I killed a man, Emily! There's nothing wrong with that?!" He snapped, realizing he'd snapped and looking away again. |
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Emily's heartbeat skipped as she took a couple quick steps backwards, eyes wide with fear |
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"I'm just... didn't want you to see that," He muttered, much softer this time. |
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"It's...f-fine" she said, flashbacks haunting her |
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Morning Frost and Afternoon Sunshine
