Chapter Forty-Seven

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Rowan: They all sat there listening as I told them about my deranged mother and how my powers were hidden away because she couldn’t control them. I told them about my father and my nights in my closet. I told them everything. Once it was out there, I was sweating like a w.h.o.r.e in church. It was as if the truth I was speaking of, the memories that had flooded me, had given me a fever. “Row… are you alright, precious?” Saint asked, standing from his place on the floor where he had been sitting listening to my stories. “Yeah… I think I am just overwhelmed. I am going to run and shower real quick.” I grumbled. Suddenly, I feel like s.h.i.t. “Of course. I will make us some food.” Bain kissed my forehead and sent me on my way while he went into the kitchen. I didn’t even bother grabbing

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