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Seventy-five: Nathan
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2022-02-16 01:15:43I have been keeping my distance. I don't want to be close to Henry. I understand the state he is in. His sister is between life and death. However, he needs to understand that she's my wife and I love her. He would be insane if he believed for a moment that I would leave her. I may be the one to blame for everything she's currently suffering from, but that doesn't mean I'm going to leave her. She needs me. She has been through hell and I have to be there for her.
She didn't give up on me when my world was falling apart. How does he expect me to turn my back on her? I learned my lesson. I will protect her with all my life. I would give up my life for her.
I look up when I hear footsteps coming towards me. Asher. “Any news?” I ask him, but he shakes his head.
“Do you need anything?” he asks me.
“Her,” I quietly say. “I need her to be okay.”
“She will. You know Linnea, she's a fighter. She's strong. She won't simply give up,” he tries to assure m
Sara Islam Published on February 16th, 2022
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