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er – The Night

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ing wa

ay Jaxon barely touched me anymore, the way he avoided my

I was his air. He used to hold me while I read, kiss my should

t

days. Hadn't kissed me. Hadn

was done preten

est had me nauseous. I heard the deep growl of his car pull into the dr

ugh the door l

smi

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ed, his head down. No ey

," he muttered,

mach d

er, and twisted the cap like I wasn't standing

, the sound of my vo

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ished h

turned to face me wa

n't my

cold.

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e anything but baby

hit me l

ll, I h

ust tell me what's going on. I can

s beer, then sighed

nt to do th

oom t

urs to pack your shit. I'll be gone. When

" I wh

gs wo

started f

ng him walk away witho

dare walk away from me. Be a fucking man and tel

pped.

shatt

e said. "Fine. I don't

ck split wide

you. The bosses thought you were perfect for PR

ac

someone

ac

t to hide in the

ead in the eyes and

some magical cure because it works in your stories-but this is the real world, S

ed, like he'd slapped me

belong in

t like it

ld've known

e the way he did, how he could look at me like I w

dn't say

e pain was

past me t

ging my woman back with me. D

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roat. I couldn't breathe. Couldn't think. I curled into myself,

d to ha

believe this

scream that

couldn

holding the only thing he

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ght then, between

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