Chapter 45: Emotions and memories suck sometimes.

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The breeze felt good even if the heat was making my forehead sweat into my eyes. It didn’t help that I had ran here as fast as I could almost like I was running from a serial killer. Instead, I was running from that room, that information, and anything else they wanted to drop on me. I barely made it outside without puking up my breakfast. Thank the goddess I didn’t because I doubted bacon and eggs tasted that great coming back up. Ozerial and the girls had rushed after me not evening waiting to explain anything to the others. I had heard Sasha tell the guys to hang back and explain I needed some time which was good advice. I didn’t need the four asshats thinking I was making a run for it. Sasha knew how much I had wanted to figure out who my parents were ever since we met but now that

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