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I felt a hand touch me and I grabbed it. Kane. I pulled him to me and held him so tight I felt as though I would mesh us together as one.
“Oh Kane, I c-can’t do this. The pain, it hurts so bad and I can’t … make it go away. Please … ” I couldn’t stop myself, it all flooded out of me like a torrential rainstorm, and there was no stopping the damage. I hadn’t dealt with their death properly. Hell, how could I when I had everyone and their mother after me, wishing me dead? How was I supposed to come to terms with my parents’ death and deal with all this nonsense at the same time?
“Candra, shhh, you can and will deal with anything that comes your way, and even though it hasn’t been exactly a slice of heaven, it will one day. Right now we just have to get rid of some bad weeds, shall we sa
