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Guilt
“I’m sorry, Jacob. I’m so sorry,” I whisper as they lower his body into the ground. His ears, cold, dead, gone, will never hear the words, but I’m saying them ...
“I’m sorry, Jacob. I’m so sorry,” I whisper as they lower his body into the ground. His ears, cold, dead, gone, will never hear the words, but I’m saying them ...
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