I looked at his pleading brown eyes, searching for a response as the cops dragged him out. "I'm Tate Langdon" He whispered. I nodded knowing that he was, a tear streamed down my face and I let it slowly make its way down my cheek. "I'm not Kit Walker!" He screamed as he got pulled into the ambulance that was about to take him away to the asylum. "I'll get you out." I chocked.