Truth? *Book 4 of The Stealing Game*

Truth? *Book 4 of The Stealing Game*

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I was a broken man. I couldn't find my way. It seems like every path I would take would be bent or broken. I couldn't tell what was the truth or false anymore. Everything was falling and breaking. I had no one, no one to bond with. I sit at the stoop, that my mates and I share. Just a week ago, my mate, Liam and his soon to be finance, my best friend, Julia, got in a terrible car accident. Liam is still in the hospital with a broken leg. As for Julia, she's in very bad condition, she's been in a coma. Julia was the only one I could talk to, the one I could tell everything to, and now I don't know if she could wake up. I put my face in my hands, ready to cry out all my feelings. But I don't cry, instead I stand and walk through the house door.
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I'm Sorry

"Daddy don't go" my little girl cried while hugging my leg "Yeah daddy we'll miss you don't go" her twin said hugging my other leg. My oldest son just sat down in the couch with tears streaming down his face. I turned to look at my wife or should I say ex wife. She looked down at the floor with a few tear marks on her cheeks while holding our two other kids. "I'm sorry" I say dropping my bags and taking them off my legs to hug them. I went to sit next to my son and whispered in his ear "I never met to hurt you" after saying that I gave him a hug and ruffled his curly hair. I then went to my wife. "I'm sorry" I said kissing the tear marks, then her lips. I then kissed and hug my 3 year and 1 year old sons. "Daddy loves you" then grabbed my bags and left the house. I just couldn't take it anymore. I have to leave. (Yes I changed how I wanted to write this book. The original idea is still posted on my other books, if you want to see it aswell)

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