Chapter Eleven... Being Disowned Isn't Nice

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*Carly POV* When I woke up the next morning I felt the most exquisite pain I had ever felt in my life. I whimpered slightly when I tried to get up, but I was stuck between both of my men. My men. That sounded good. So good. Mine. They were mine. I looked over at Jackson and he had a look of determination on his face. I wonder what he was thinking about. I ran my fingers through his hair, he sighed contentedly and snuggled closer to me. I smiled warmly and then looked over at Anders. His mouth was wide open and he was snoring loudly. I tried to hold back the laugh that threatened to come out, but I couldn't. It came out so loud that both Jackson and Anders jumped up in fear. "What the fûck?" Jackson grumbles as he holds a hand over his heart. Anders wipes the side of his

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