The lecture that he gives me ends on a whisper as I stare at him. He cant even look at me as he goes into the rant. I don’t even think that he is thinking as he speaks. However, I do see his pain. He paints such a vivid picture that I can imagine it. Without meaning too he tells me everything that he has seen or gone through while he was here.My heart hurts as I look at the broken man in front of me. He seems so different from how everyone at the clan described him. Instead of strong and talented, he looks defeated. Instead of happy and jolly, he just looks sad. Instead of larger and boisterous, he looks smaller in my presence. I don’t even know what to say to him.“I’m sorry about what you have gone through Jefferson” I say lowly as I crouch in my corner. The room seems down right freezing now with out my clothes. I don’t even know why the bastard felt the need to take them in the first place.“I don’t want you to be sorry Julia. I want you to not go through it. Don’t make me watch
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