Fifty-three - The Last Call For Sanity

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Knightly’s P.O.V I’m sorry! I’m so so sorry! Please, I’m so sorry. That’s all that was going through my mind. I just wanted forgiveness for my actions or better yet my inactions and as that afternoon with Jeremy replayed in my mind, my heart grew heavy with sadness because I know… I know I messed up. I didn’t need to be told. I didn’t need my mind replaying images of the way I treated my mate’s disappearance. I didn’t need….. I needed my mate. As he stood before me, his eyes breaking from the inside out, my soul twisted within me, crying out in anguish and desperation as he leaned against Roy. “Knightly?” he whimpered, his tears brimmed with unshed tears. His pain and despair shone brightly in his eyes showing the hurt I know he felt. He fell into the side of the bodyguard that had int

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