Drowned in Guilt

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Sean brooded in his study, wondering what to do next, especially when he found out that it wasn't Quinn who started it but himself. "Damn, why did this have to happen to me?" Sean muttered in annoyance as he scratched his head roughly. He fell silent again, then stood back and forth like a madman losing his mind. Sean was not the type of irresponsible man, and he would never be able to calm down until he met Quinn to say sorry or do something to make amends. While pacing, the corner of Sean's eye accidentally caught something on the couch where he'd made love to Quinn last night. He squinted to increase his focus, his brain guessing what he saw. "Blood?" "Is it blood?" Sean approached the sofa and leaned down, his hand touching the brownish-dried stain. The stain was quite wide and sp

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