Xavier POV
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I stare at myself as I stand in front of the mirror.
My hair feels wet and pricking to my eyes ,as I blink away.
Was she asleep ?
I didn't check.
I know I want to go back to her ,but not until I calm myself down.
I'm not the man who will offer anything more than this ,and I'm not even sure what's more or what's left now.
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I hear a knock on the door and I go open the door.
"We got to know who sent you those pictures and other details which I thought would be necessary" Carson says ,as he holds up the papers in his hand.
"Who was that ?.
Just tell me ,who" I ask him.
Because I don't feel anything now.
And definitely does not care who was that.
Now the storm has cleared ,but the shore doesn't rest.
The clear it gets ,the fierce it plans
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