One last Chance
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  • Reads 195,290
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  • Parts 44
  • Time 6h 0m
Complete, First published Dec 30, 2022
Mature
[completed]
„Evi, I don't know who else to ask. You are one of the few people I trust enough. I know this is shitty of me, but I'm begging you.", he opened his eyes and now looked at me completely desperate.
"Please, help me."
"And if I say no?"
"Then I'm lost. I'm lost without you.", there was so much desperation in his voice that I could hardly stand it.
"I know Max and Seb will hate me for being here, and I know you hate me too, but..."
"I don't hate you, Charles. I never have."
"Not even after everything I've done?"
"It hurt. A lot, in fact. But no, I never hated you. That's just the way life is sometimes. One loves and the other doesn't anymore."
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