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“You didn’t know about the floors,” she whispered

He took tiny sips of air because there was suddenly a shortage “Did you?”

“It doesn’t irlfriend”

“But there was nothing you could have done, Matt”

“I could have openedinstead of stupidly, blindly following my own vision”

He stepped into the shed, grabbing equip, because the pressure in his head and body was about to burst

“Did he tell you he didn’t reinforce the floors there?”

“No, but the building was in raded soround, pitching thes he didn’t need to feed his iain that he could not take another loss That he could not afford my visions My obsessions”

“But if he didn’t tell you, it’s not your fault—” Suddenly she stopped, blinked, her

He pulled out more tools and her silence continued She stood there, a deer in headlights, her face white with shock

“Savannah,” he asked “You all right?”

She shook her head and he stepped to her side, slid his hand over her shoulder for support

She put her hands over her face and reot worried and looked over her shoulder for any sign of Margot

“My grand for years,” she said “It’s notthat and then you couilt and your lies, and it all makes sense”

She lifted her pale face to his, her eyes burning and ith unshed tears, her lips a white line

“What’s not your fault?” he asked