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st before I storme

o guards ra

on?" Finn asked,

. Where a

need to talk to me.

We need to go to the

ross his face. "Fin

.

shifting back to human form wasn't always such a brutal process, I w

hospital. So many thoughts ran thro

ould only happen on two occasions-both of us rejecting each other, or one of us bei

spoke to her earlier today. She

directed to a doctor. Doctor Cruz. I'd see

d. Where is sh

at me with disappointment. It wasn't something I

denly here after three years? Actually, I

be afraid of anyone, and if she wasn't ca

tepped closer, making sure she saw

ppointment crossed her ey

, come

ad while Finn

ruth kept hitting at me, but it wasn

tor, going down t

age," she said as we approached an open door.

s connected with the body on the

nd something sick and repulsi

around me. For a man like me who was bu

e a joke. It co

t closer, my fingers shaking slightl

gers shaking? T

n as the pale fa

iar face of my mate. It was the kind of pain where everywhere and nowhere hurt

supposed to be her last day and she knew it. This was why she wanted to see you. I believe s

y hands moved to her

w did I not have an idea that she was dying? How did I

th relationship, but she didn't deser

.

n the edge of the bed, just staring at Belly's face. I'd

ng. Maybe a part of me was hoping if

t guilty. How did I not s

like this; not without ge

ind me but didn't bother

handing me a box as she stood in f

away from Belly to the box. Taking it from he

ay sane," the doctor explained

she wrote notes about you; more like a diary. She wrote them to help her feel like she was telling you abo

infully as I picked u

But knowing she still carried them along despite being s

er I stared at the box. Why t

ed anyone as much as I

*

porch when I got home. She looke

car. Her arms wound around me, her palms skating across my c

inn said you were at the

her lips wearing their favorite red shade that made them loo

ly,' a voice hissed thro

with concern, her finger

his badly, what w

's d

on flickered first, then horror.

out flat, like it wasn

ucers and locked onto me like they w

cream tore out. "No!! She can't be! She

ore I pulled her to my chest. Her pain b

r? I saw her this morning. I swear she

.

he also didn't know Belly had a terminal illness. She said she p

and she wasn't. She didn't deserve to die such a l

be broken. Fuck, how did I let this happen? How did I let m

anting out. I needed something to keep it i

a poster pasted on the door. I opened it,

hel

door, feeling like I didn't have the

cal about it, believing she was dangerous and might hurt the little girl. Now th

y. Michelle did look like her mother. She had her hazel eyes and otherw

But staring at Michelle's face and realizing she was the closest

er. Now it was too la