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42 - MINE
~Dawson’s Point of View~
It seemed as if callimity just purposefully followed my mate around. Wherever she went, something off color followed her. I wasn’t sure anymore what constituted a normal day but long gone were those times. How was I ever going to get any meaningful work done again? I certainly hadn’t over these past two weeks.
I hated to admit it, but if not for Damien I would have absolutely gone insane. I would have lost my mind with worry, with stress. With the unknown of her condition. It was too much for any one person to bear. We leaned on each other like we never had. It simply wasn’t something anyone else could help me with. He had certainly matured greatly since we found our mate.
It was all for her. For my mate. The worry, the sacrifice. Flying in the
SareeOoooh oooh oooh! About time Dawson got it together huh?
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