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Chapter Forty Four: Golden Brown
Lyanna Stuart
Tate gently treated my wound and for some reason, with him, I can remember everything clearly. Nothing is vague and I don't feel empty. I don't feel the need to hurt myself just to remember.
I can remember but I don't sense any ties to the other world. This way, I can remember everything without the threat of Skye finding me and killing me.
His golden brown eyes met my gaze as he said to me, "Do you want to tell me what was that all about? Despite my looks, I can be a pretty good listener."
Tate points at his earphone and said, "Mostly because of this, people feel more calm to say what's on their mind."
"You... listen to music while listening to their problems?" I snickered
"No." Tate then pulls out the end of his earphone revealing it's cutted portion, he explained, "This one's broken. It always has been but peopl
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