CHAPTER TWENTY TWO

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     I sat next to his bed, holding his limp hand, his skin cool and clammy.
     "It's okay Logan.... Don't be scared," I whispered into his ear. "I'm right behind you. I always will be."
     The machines beeped loudly and then they began to scream as doctors and nurses filled the room. I didn't resist as they ushered me out. Logan was gone.
     I walked into the hall and my world went black.
    

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