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Broken or not
I stare at her sleeping form, my heart still beating at a higher place than normal.
Afraid of something happening to her.
"She is fine now Mr Lockwood. Don't worry."
I merely nod at him, not taking my eyes off her.
And I hear him sigh."From what I gathered Mr Lockwood. The girl has suffered alot."
"Her panic attacks are triggered because of an event in her past ."
"And I would suggest you to avoid discussing or recalling it. It may go worse next time."
I clench my fist.
This all happened because of me.... because I persuaded her to tell me.What all could have happened to lead her to this?
Can she be innocent?
The thought itself makes my blood freeze in my veins, and my body to go numb.
No....she can't...I sawRelated chapters
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