We need to talk," he insisted, opening the door to his jeep that was parked next to my car. I was still holding out hope this would end, and would see his smile soon. "What's wrong?" I retaliated before I go in. "There's something you need to know, something I haven't told you," he said, taking my backpack from me.

S.G. Holster

Thirty Seconds to Die

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