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Eighteenth step

“Are you okay?” Ryder asked, tilting his head to look at me. We were both sitting in my bed, my head being laid against the headboard and eyes staring aimlessly through the room while Ryder sat with his legs crossed Turkish style next to me.

I nodded, turning to look at Ryder. He was already staring in my direction, his gaze somehow fixed as if he was not seeing me, but rather watching through me. His face contorted a few seco
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