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I found myself laying back on one of the loveseats. Brandon had kneeled down by it and leaned in toward me, his warm hand on my sweaty forehead, a worried frown clouding his beautiful blue eyes. Trisha hurried to me with a glass of water. Amy stood past the other end of the loveseat with Isaac, and they too looked worried.
“What happened?” I mumbled, feeling my head heavy and muddled.
“You passed out again,” Brandon replied, taking the glass from Trisha’s hand. “Here, let me help you.”
I shook my head slightly, turning to Amy. “Why would touching them do this to me?” I asked.
“I have no idea, my girl,” the medium replied, grimacing. “Does it happen every time you touch them?”
“No, no. This is only the second time.” I rubbed my face, trying to sit a little up. Brandon sneaked his arm around my neck and lifted me enough to slip a cushion under my shoulders. &ldq
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