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Chapter 67

   "It's not your fault he died. It's not."

I shook my head in denial as I tried to mentally block out all Silas was saying while I tried focusing on my breathing which suddenly ceased for a few seconds due to how hard I was crying.

It was a Monday, three days after the session I had with my therapist. Three days after I spoke with Michael. Three days after I finally admitted to my self that I had somehow fallen in love without even realising it.

It was supposed to be just a simple hangout where by I'll get to talk with Silas and maybe kiss and do we other stuff for a little bit before I'll finally head home.

It wasn't supposed to have a very emotional talk, it wasn't.

Somewhere along the line, I found myself in Silas room. This time, I had ventured into his room for the first time, not just his sitting room and kitchen.

To say his room was fine was putting it to

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