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• It was enough to snap me out of my hysteria. I blinked through my tears, peering up at Mr. Callahan.
• “I didn’t kill your father,” he stated. “Although, I might have been doing you a favor if I had. He’s just unconscious. So, you can stop your weeping.” He spoke like I was a child throwing a tantrum.
• I looked back down at Mitchell, noticing the steady rise and fall of his chest for the first time. The dread in my stomach dissipated, and I could breathe again.