Bradley’s lips parted but the words refused to come out. The air was tight from then, my lungs widened with hot air, my chest burned.“Speak!” I commanded, the words thrust harsher through the air than I had planned. Bradley was unmoved, he lifted his gaze to me, his eyes were red, almost teary.“I told her not to get involved…”“Get involved?” I repeated. “you asked her not to get involved with what?”I stepped forward with one foot, Bradley took a step back behind Mia, his gun flashing in the dim light of the cottage we were in. Lucas raised two fingers in the air, signaling Bradley’s attention.“Bradley, boy.” He called, lowering his fingers. “Take it easy, boy. That thing in your head is no joke, take it. You could hurt yourself or worse, you could hurt Mia.”“Well, tell him to stop coming closer!” He yelled at the sheriff but his fingers pointed in my direction.Mia was crotched beneath him, her shoulders were shivering, her eyes watered, her lush brown hair was out of place now
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