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the talk with the mate
Jamie’s P.O.V. We had been inside Ash’s office for a couple of hours. While I was happy to be back home, I couldn’t find the joy that I had wanted. My mind was in a lot of places, just not here. I didn’t even see the pencil coming at my head, when Ash had thrown it at me. “BETA!” He yelled, making me look up at him in wonder. “What the hell is wrong with you? You should be happy, ecstatic even! Why are you so f*****g depressed?” He asked me, feeling how my own forehead frowned. “Does anybody know what happened after the police arrested that piece of s**t?” I asked out loud, looking at Luke for answers, but he just shook his head. “Let it go Jamie, Lana is here, she is safe.” But I growled, hard, as I stood up. Losing the last inch of self-control, I had been holding onto it by force a
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