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Sixty-Two

Kaden was in surgery.Jax was still unconscious.

Dernière mise à jour : 2020-11-23

Sixty-Three

She reminded herself of that one creepy nursery rhyme they used to sing at the orphanage around Halloween to spook one another. As if living in that place was not scary enough, they needed other means to make it more creepy.

Dernière mise à jour : 2020-11-24

Sixty-Four

They were all, whoever remained of them anyway, gathered in Kaden's room.“How are we supposed to tell him?” asked Harmonee.

Dernière mise à jour : 2020-11-26

Sixty-Five

My Dearest Kaden,

Dernière mise à jour : 2020-11-26

Sixty-Six

2024He had been searching everywhere. Now his room was a complete mess and he was looking through other places to find it. In this case, looking for meant creating a bigg

Dernière mise à jour : 2020-12-01

Sixty-Seven

"And according to my little experience, I'm guessing you're here for a while and then you'll leave again, am I right?"What was his problem? Who treats the man he loves this way? Wha

Dernière mise à jour : 2020-12-01

Sixty-Eight

And it was hours later, when he was sharing his big bed with another human being for the first time in a long, long time, that Kaden saw it. A big slash on Hunter's left side, identical to that on his own body. The scar was as old as his. And when he touched it gently with the tips of his fingers, Hunter stirred and squirmed just as Kaden did whenever that tender piece of skin was touched.

Dernière mise à jour : 2020-12-01

Sixty-Nine

2014They were all silently waiting in the room, even Kaden, who was very pale and sick these days. He was getting better physically, but he was not feeling better. He did

Dernière mise à jour : 2020-12-03

Seventy

2024They were sitting on the balcony of their room. It was the beginning of spring, the beginning of a new season. Every day was a rainy day and it was not gloomy anymore

Dernière mise à jour : 2020-12-03

Seventy-One

It was a sunny day, a spring breeze blowing and moving between the beautiful green leaves, helping them dance. The naked sleeping trees were now moving their finely dressed branches along with the wind, dancing happily, for once again, it was spring. The little birds, flying everywhere and playing, singing and chirping joyfully.

Dernière mise à jour : 2020-12-07

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