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"Exactly," I whispered when I looked back at the screen

"I don’t knohat you’re getting at, babe"

I took a deep breath in before looking at him "All those pictures--­and there’s a lot of them--­were taken in the last ­couple years"

"Yeah?"

"Whatever happened for you to have your dehtened and continued to stare at

"Was it before--­"

"There were hout the last five years, it’s fro," I pressed "There has to be so crucial that happened I don’t doubt there was bad shit every time you were sent soe that is tor to answer, and that I’d probably asked way too much of him, I clicked out of the pictures and curled in on myself "I’o"

I looked up into his haunted eyes, and ached to help hio About four or five months before any of those pictures of me I, uh, deleted all the pictures of me from before that time"

I just nodded when his eyes focused back on me That’s what I’d been worried about Not that the pictures of him weren’t incredible, but so the place where his demons resided

"Coave him my hand to pull me up

"Follow me"

"Okay" The word trailed off as Coen pulled his shirt over his head, and continued walking tohere all the equip others on, heback over to ht now You took off your shirt and I started staring, and then you were playing with everything"

He grinned before grabbing the bottom of my shirt, and slowly pulled it off irlfriend that she’s irls she saw in those photos I’ will be coveringit drop to the floor