Forty

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"What is it?" Patrick asked a very frozen Sorcha. She couldn't even say a single word, she was just in shock and the tears just kept falling. She was hoping all that would be a nightmare and that she would wake up from it and everything would be back to normal. But it was real, the group of people staring at her with questioning looks were evident enough of it being real. Her husband was dead. She didn't even get to hear what the cop had said next because, well, the phone fell. Tina picked it up for her as Christian rushed to hold her when he saw her legs giving up. "Sorcha...." Patrick called again. "My... my husband is... dead." She finally managed to say in a very faint voice. The moment she said that, a tear fell. And another one followed. She could smell a mental breakdown,

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