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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘-𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍:இ•◦ ━━━ 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐍𝐄 ; 𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘   ִ ࣪𖤐 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘯'𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍 ₁₂,₇₅₇

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘-𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍:
இ•◦ ━━━ 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐍𝐄 ; 𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘  
ִ ࣪𖤐 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘯'𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥
𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍 ₁₂,₇₅₇





































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𝗝𝗨𝗟𝗬 𝟴, 𝟮𝟬𝟬𝟲𝖭𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺'𝗌 𝖯𝖮𝖵

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𝗝𝗨𝗟𝗬 𝟴, 𝟮𝟬𝟬𝟲
𝖭𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺'𝗌 𝖯𝖮𝖵

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐄𝐑𝐔𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐓 between Sam and John took us all by surprise, leaving us in a state of disbelief. The venomous words they exchanged served as a painful reminder of the deep-seated issues that had plagued their relationship. I wasn't aware of how problematic Sam's absence had been for John, and I nearly pitied the man; nevertheless, that was no excuse for the harsh words exchanged between either of them.

Moreover, John's unwarranted involvement in the situation between Isaac and me was simply unjustifiable. He must be fully aware of the history Isaac and I shared, so why did he feel compelled to assert his dominance over me in such a manner? It was a clear demonstration of control and power, evoking memories of the toxic dynamic I had already endured with Isaac. I was hesitant to perceive John in the same light, but his actions were reminiscent of the past. I understood that the timing may not have been ideal to act upon my true desires towards Issac, but my emotions overwhelmed me in that moment.

As we drove, Dean made several attempts to diffuse the tension and bridge the gap between him and Sam. However, Sam remained distant, aware of Dean's tendency to empathize with both sides of a conflict. Deep down, I held concerns for Sam, feeling the weight of worry settle within me. Despite this, I hesitated to offer solace, recognizing that he might need time and space to process his thoughts and emotions. Being confined in a car with two others, each potentially carrying their own opinions and judgments, could only intensify the turmoil swirling within his mind.

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