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Set Six Months Later... Frankie's P.O.V. Six months. One hundred and eighty-three days. Four thousand, three hundred and ninety-two hours. Two hundred and sixty-three thousand, five hundred and twenty minutes. Fifteen million, eight hundred and eleven thousand and two hundred seconds. This is how long it's been since I last saw my mate but hey, who's counting, right?. Even though it's only been six months since I last saw my angel, since I last looked into her big, beautiful brown eyes, since I last saw her beautiful face, since I last kissed her juicy, plump lips, since I last felt her touch and smelled her delicious, intoxicating scent but somehow it feels like it's been longer. I haven't seen Rebecca since our argument at her house but it wasn't from a lack of trying on my end