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“What are you up to Daniel? You leaving the house and not showing up until it’s dawn? You don’t clearly work; tell me what you’re up to Dan?” Cheyenne grabs his arms and turns him to her. Daniel looks disoriented and very tensed, it feels like he has no sense of what’s happening around him. “I need answers, I can’t keep on going like this. Tell me.” She shakes him back and forth but he doesn’t answer her. She stares at him disappointed and lets him go which causes him to fall back on the couch.
He stares ahead at the wall blankly not knowing what else to do. A part of him thinks Isabelle would still like to come back to him. Another part of him knows but isn’t willing to admit the fact that she might have a blissful and safe life; a life that he won’t be able to provide her with. “I can’t do this, I know you love her and I know I will never be enough but all I wanted was just to have a part of
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