CHAPTER 136

WILLOW

"I'm sorry," I mumbled against her shoulder, my voice thick. 

"I don’t want to be this weepy, but I just—I just—"

"Shh. It's okay," Alice whispered, gently rubbing my back, her fingers combing through my hair in soothing strokes. 

"You can cry your heart out. Don’t hold it in. It’s ok...

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