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........ Enya ........ “It’s Deegan,” I tell Kol, who’s sitting against the headboard with his knees pulled against his chest. We are currently in a hotel a block up from where I was staying. We couldn’t explain what happen to the bathroom and, needless to say, we were asked to vacate the room. We also paid for the damage, otherwise, he would have had us prosecuted for vandalizing his property. He was upset, understandably so, and I felt horrible. This hotel is nothing like the apartment, but it doesn’t matter. I’m just grateful we found something at such short notice. Kol, on the other hand, has said nothing since we got here. I assisted him out of his wet and bloody clothes and his arms and hands have also healed. But internally he is broken and I don’t blame him. When he invest