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Chapter 180

***REAPER'S POV***

The sound of Blakely breaking down in the vast kitchen makes me rush to her before she slumps, using me as a support system, she breaks down in tears and seeing hethat way torments the shit out of me

"Hey, Sugar, no more sad tears, okay? I don't want you crying," I say encouraging he to stop crying.

When she sniffs, I hand her a handlerchief from my pocket and she blows in it.

"I shouldn't put myself in positions like this and expect sympathy. You all shouldn't even be opening your house and arms to visual strangers," her muffled cries soaks my t-shirt as she blows in her tissue more.

"Zane kept you here, Blake. If he didn't want you here, he should have asked me to get rid of you or take you back to your apartment," I explain hoping that she understands.

It takes a moment to calm Blakely down and kissing her forehead, she looks at me through hazy eyes.

"I'm sorry," she mutters.

"Why?" I ask my voice filled with concern.

"I've put snort on your T-s
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