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... th. There was defeat in the way his shoulders dropped, a quiet acceptance settling into him even though the words clearly hurt.
Seamus clasped his hands together and leaned forward. "But that doesn’t mean I don’t care about you."
Andrew’s gaze lifted with a small, fragile hope. "Really?"
Seamus nodded. "I kind of hated admitting it. I should have hated you completely, and I do, in a way, but I still care. And I am scared you will die and I will regret everything."
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