Celine POV"What is going on with you? You’ve been here in my house for two days waiting for me!" Michael’s voice boomed as he questioned me. His eyes were locked onto mine, steady and sharp, as if he were trying to read every secret hidden in my mind.I took a few steps forward until I was standing right in front of him. There was only an inch of air between us. Even though he was so much taller than me, I could feel the heat radiating from his massive body."You look angry, Michael," I whispered. "I’m just exhausted. I’m tired, and I wanted someone to share this weight with. I don’t have any family left but you."His hard expression slowly softened. He reached out his powerful arms and wrapped them around me. He pulled me against his chest, patting my back gently. "You don’t look good, little one," he said, his voice turning warm."I’m not okay, Mike. I feel so alone." My voice broke as I continued. "You know, every time I remember how my family died, I wonder... why did the killer
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