thirty four

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Sophie felt like breaking.

No wait- she already was breaking.

Crumbling.

Cracking.

Breaking.

Broken.

Keefe had been planning to come home to see her again.

She could've held his hand and stared up into his ice blue eyes... he could've called her Foster one last time.

So what had gone wrong?

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