Chapter 67

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Josie My anger takes me into the forest. I'm on my way to Misha's grave. I don't know why, but sitting close to it puts me at ease. Which is why I can't walk through the woods quick enough. I'm frustrated and angry and so pissed off at Asher! How can he be such a freaking jerk?! Misha is dead, and his spirit should be respected, but Asher kept saying one mean thing after the other. And he also said that I was... that I'm... Tears gather in my eyes. I know I'm to blame for Misha's death, but hearing someone say it? It hits differently. I'm hurting all over, and my eyes are so blurry it's hard to see where I'm walking. I also wear high heels and a black dress that isn't made for jogging in the forest. I'm looking all pretty, which is so unlike me. My hobby is fencing and kickboxing—no

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