Twenty Eight

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Twenty Eight Whyte pov " why didn't you wake me. " Crissy growled in anger. If I was not there I won't believe that this was the same person who cried on my shoulders less than thirty minutes ago because of the emotional strain she was under. Crissy has totally did a 360. One minute she was crying and acting weak * I said acting. I never believed and will never belief that Crissy is weak. * In fact, she is one of the strongest people I know who will not hesitate to make a decision that might end lives with the bigger goal in mind and still sleep comfortably. There are only two I know, my father and my mate. I am grateful for it, if not she wouldn't have understood the interrogation and I would have lost her there. But thankfully, she do understand and she she is th

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