“Cain did what?” I snap, furrowing my eyebrows, stepping the rest of the way there. I let my anger take the forefront, shadowing the ache in my chest for now. Not wanting to face what could be the truth. Not right now. It’s too much to take in at one time, and I’m not even sure I believe her. I never know what to believe from her. “That’s what you—” “Sage,” I grunt. “If you ever gave a shit about me, answer the fucking question. What did Cain do to you?” There is a numbness that settles on her face. Like she is separating her emotions from her mind in order to say it. “The man I told you
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