“Michael.” Sloane choked out his name. For several seconds, she just stared at him. Her hands worked their way into fists by her side. “You’re not allowed to go away again,” she told him fiercely. “Michael. You’re not allowed to leave me, too.” Michael hesitated just a moment longer, then he took one step forward and then another, collapsing to the ground beside us. Sloane latched her arms around him and held on for dear life. I could feel the heat from their bodies. I could feel their shoulders racked with sobs. And all I could think, huddled on the floor with them, a mass of grief and anger
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TEARS IN MY EYES THEY MEAN THE WORLD TO ME!!!!!! SLOAN IM SO SORRY MY ANGEL GIRL!!!!!!
