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60|Patience
~Xavier~
Immense relief. As though one boulder weighing my shoulder rolled off, leaving me with less weight dragging me down. That’s how I can put in wording what I’m feeling with Zia’s reaction to everything that happened. What I said was true. I’m willing to wait a lifetime for her forgiveness.
Now I have to find where my traitor brother and his girlfriend went.
He thought he had us fooled with all those big talks of saving Zia. It was a risk I had to take in ensuring Zia’s safety; I needed Nadia and Tiago’s help, though. Calvin pushed me to pull out a trump card Levi, and I have been keeping for years.
Zia wanted to go home. The part that she considered the Seattle penthouse as her home kindled my hope that we could work things out.
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