Chapter 70
“Cairo, Sion,” Summer said, closing his eyes as he smiled. “Let’s go.” Wing was holding onto Cairo’s arm for dear life. He didn’t want him to go. No, he wanted to return a few hours after they argued over Damon and Stefan on the couch. He didn’t want this to happen; he wanted time to return. Please. He was happy. He was happy. He didn’t want it to be taken away from him. Not this. Not him. Please. “Now, Cairo,” Summer snapped, opening his green eyes and staring at Cairo blankly before he ran a hand through his blonde hair in annoyance. “What does Cairo have to do with any of this?” Wing asked, but he knew. He knew. His heart was pounding, and he could see the worry on Slaine’s face, but what was he meant to do in these circumstances? All he could focus on was Thorne’s words that it was
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