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::Sarah's POV:: The drive there seemed to last forever. I'd occasionally look out the window but noticed in its reflection that Adam was staring out of his. Billy was driving with Janet in the passenger seat. But those white eyes of Adam... they still held so much sorrow after losing Gilbert. I hate to see my best friend dying inside. His white eyes were proof that he had lost his mate by death. He tries so hard to be strong for me, but he never mentions anything he wanted for him. From everything he has told me he was basically my guardian angel. ''What you staring at bitchacho?'' he sassed. ''N-nothing.'' I mumbled. ''Hey Sarah...'' he sighed, ''What happens when we do get Drake back?'' ''What do you mean?'' I asked. ''I mean... you get to have yo
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