CHAPTER 62: A GIFT

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ALPHA CHRIS BAXTER I was going to just go back to the room that I had been staying in and try to sleep, but I took one look at the crumpled bedsheets and felt the bile rising again. I turned around and went into the room across the hall instead. I flopped down on the bed, not bothering to undress. Now that I was alone, in the privacy of this room, everything hit me. I knew that I had probably lost Chloe. I deserved to lose her. Tears began to stream, so fast that I thought they would never stop. I was still crying when I heard someone knocking on the door of the other room. I wasn't going to respond. I wasn't really in the mood to speak to anyone right now. "Chris!" I heard Paul's voice calling through the door. "Are you in there?" he asked. I sighed and pushed myself off the bed and mad

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