The Meet

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Lyle's P.O.V Words couldn't come out of my mouth no matter how hard I try. My throat run dry, my eyes focused on the figure before me. His tall and lean figure reminded me of the guy that was following me earlier. Was he possibly the man? Like, really?  His hazel eyes are the very exact copy of mine. I could tell I resembled him in more ways than one. I grit my teeth. Assessing the situation right now was something that I'm unable to do. At the moment, all I could try to think of was why he was here, why now, and what is his reason? Out of all the days he could do this, it was right now.  I was almost done tracking you down, so why did you have to show up now? I was this close to finally kick you in the balls for abandoning me and lead a group of rebels. I was this close to finally let

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