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41. Designed for You
Ryker left shortly after, leaving me and Xavier alone in his room. Xavier climbed on the bed, and pulled me close to him, as we both look out and gaze at the stars above. I begin to think of the events gone by, when suddenly I find a question on my lips that I had been meaning to ask.
"How did you learn how to fight like that?" I ask.
I look over at Xavier, to see a pained expression on his face. I can tell he's reluctant to tell me.
"You don't have to tell me. I was just curious." I say, quickly trying to change the conversation.
"No. It's fine. It's just something that I don't like to talk about." Xavier exclaims.
"I understand, you don't have to tell me." I respond.
"No, but I want to." Xavier says, looking over at me.
"Are you sure? Cause..." I begin to say, however Xavier places a finger over my mouth, preventing me from continuing.
"As I told you before,
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