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~Mark~ The seconds ticked by, and my anxiety was growing. I came out with it; I told Tia that Jenna was my fated mate, and I was met with silence. I swear I could probably hear a pin drop if there were one dropping. Tia is standing at the window, looking out onto the land. She hasn’t made any reaction; she hasn’t spoken, and she hasn’t really moved. I have no idea what she is going to say to me, and that makes me anxious. Tia is my best friend, and I want to do anything I can for her. I know Jenna, and she has had some major issues, but I’m not sure if I will be strong enough to let Jenna go if Tia were to ask me to do so. Tia starts to pace a bit, and I take a step back and watch her. She looks at me, then looks away again. She paces a bit, then repeats the looks. I can’t decipher wha
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