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Thirty Eight
"What were you thinking, Anna? Were you trying to prove a point by going down there?" Drake was visibly trying to hide his anger as his gaze fell heavily upon Anna who was still trying to recover from the little heart toggle she had just experienced.
"I know you hate me. I know you are constantly trying to show me that I should be suffering for my sins, but do you have to harm yourself to do so? Why are you so stubborn? Huh!"
Anna said nothing still. Her eyes darted across the room which was part of a small building behind the main one. That small structure was where their running led them to and it didn't seem like they would be leaving anytime soon.
Drake Blunt held her by her shoulders with a firm grip, Anna looked to the side.
"Anna, speak to me. Say something."
"I've been so unfair," came Anna's tiny voice.
"How?" Drake was ready to forget the chaos in front of his company for a second. He was willing to hear words from the depth
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