couldn’t move his hand. Couldn’t move his elbow. Why couldn’t he move his arm? Damn it, he couldn’t even breathe. There wasn’t enough oxygen, even though he was staring at the big, open, perfectly blue sky, as bright and clear as Cole’s eyes. Cole. Where was Cole? He had to call Cole. Why couldn’t he move his hand? Why couldn’t he grab his phone? Who had shot him? Were they going to finish the job? Cole, I love you. I wanted the chance to be your husband. Good or bad, I wanted the chance. Why, why on earth did you pick me? How did you fall in love with me? I’ll never understand why you picked
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