Chapter 72
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- Holding the photo to my chest, I wish more than ever that my mother was here to explain all of this to me. "Why didn't you tell me the truth?" I press the photos even harder into my flesh, the old photo paper crinkling.
- A warm hand touches my shoulder, startling me. Blinking up, I see my handsome mate standing over my shoulder, his skin sheet white from exhaustion.