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Seventy-Eight
It's been three days since I last seen Micca. The full moon is tonight and the others think it's best that I stay away from him in case either one of us loses control. I've been sitting outside the clinic since we got back and I'm in no better shape than I had been then. Everyone has taken turns trying to get me to go back to the house but how am I supposed to leave him here alone when I'm the reason why he's here in the first place?
Leelie assured me that the surgery had gone flawlessly. That he just needs to recover, but those are the only details she gave Miles and me. He's been filling in for me trying to get everything in order. Jaykob comes and goes. He asks me for my opinion on things. He's told me he needs my help, but my entire focus is here with Micca. Our connection is weak and it's only getting weaker with each passing day. I don't understand why I can't just sit in the room with him.
"Breakfast?" Miles sits on the floor next to me with a coup
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