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Author: Nao Solano
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{ Sky }

When Nico is sitting in front of me telling me everything he saw in that big, empty house, I’m worried.

I know I shouldn't be, but I can't help it.

Farrow's training centers are his babies, he loves being there calling the shots and making sure everything goes smoothly. So, how has it been so long since he last stepped foot in his new center, the one he worked so hard for?

It makes no sense, he's way too much of a perfectionist to leave everything on Nico's hands, even if he trusts him completely.

Also, he hasn't apologized to Bobbie after what happened when he came to the house, a week ago, when he yelled at her.

I understand if he's over me—even if it fucking sucks—and I understand his fated mate is more important than me.... but more important than his own daughter? That’s preposterous. I still can't believe he was so rude and hasn't even tried to contact her since then.

And now he's falling out with Nico? His best friend, his brother, his business partner, his
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