Jace

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I lay Alec on his bed, bandage up his throat, and put his covers over him. Why suicide? "I'm sorry." I say, and walk out. I walk to my room, I pass Michaela's room, I hear sniffles coming from her and the clearing of her throat. I walk into my room, I change out of my bloody clothes and go to the library.

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