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*~*LINCOLN POV*~*
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Connor’s left me in silence, for what feels like forever. I hate that I feel like I need him, especially after the humiliation he put me through after that traumatic event . Seeing him was unbearable- it hurt just too damn much, yet I still craved his touch...
After he left, I slid to the floor fast, unable to hold myself up anymore. All my energy is spent, but I can’t even close my eyes long enough for sleep. I try to will myself to calm my nerves, but the tremors jolt my body, reminding me of the pain over… and over.
The blood pounding in my ears even blocks out the sound of the door opening. “Oh my goddess… Lin,” the person whispers with despair.
I turn and see Tink, out of her formal attire and in her night dress, holding a basket. Seeing her make
