Eban drew Alba close to him, needing her warmth. His voice low as he spoke.

“I do not know how this is possible. Even understanding how I am still here, is impossible to comprehend.”

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“Is this what it means to love?” Hawken watched her with curious eyes.

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“If I am so bored of you why am I here kissing you and not else where kissing some one else?” He threw his hands up in the air, pacing.

“You said you fought all the time and he was off kissing everyone else, how can you even love that? Jesus, Al, and you say I’m worse?!”

He paced straight up to Al. “No. We should be around each other.”