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"Abby." I drew in a deep, shuddering breath, letting it out slowly. My eyes stayed closed as I concentrated on my breathing. "Abby. Look at me, sweetheart. Please." I opened my eyes. My tears had stopped a while ago, but my eyes still felt hot. Kieran hadn't moved from where he'd been since his bombshell, (by any means) holding the bars in a white-knuckled grip. The stricken look on his face didn't dissipate the raging storm inside my head, but it did break through a little. "I'm sorry," I managed. "I-" "Knock knock!" came a cheerful voice. Startled, I turned fast, heart pounding. Rowan whistled as he made his way down the steps. I flicked a quick glance over to Kieran. He looked as tense as I felt. I was certain we were both thinking the same thing: now what? "Apologies for