Touching you is still not like touching other people for me. Yeah, I make friends wherever I go. I didn't mean to hurt you, he said, and he was holding his own arms. Could you really trap someone like that? Graham asked.
I took in as much air as I could and let it out slow, as if my body didn't want to let it go. I just stood there with Micah touching my face and Damian clinging to my hand. The one that said he was a greedy son of a bitch, and I knew he'd turned down their money for something other than humanitarian reasons. The door shut behind us, and the silence left my ears ringing.
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