"Natalie?" Dante sighed. "She left with her dad already." Leo sat down on the couch, he was already feeling bad for suggesting they give up hope that she still lived but now, she was alive and she didn't want to talk to him. He had come into the sitting room to see Dante sprawled on the couch, looking dejected and frustrated. "You guys need to talk," Leo stated. "She won't even look at me," he replied, "she hates me." "I'd murder you if I was her," Leo smiled. "Thanks for the suggestion," Dante replied dryly. Leo
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