She demanded he fix his humanity. Hypocritical? Sure, but she saw him slipping faster then she would ever let herself, “fix it Simon.” But instead he looked at her like a dog that just got whapped on the nose. He reached up and wrapped his hand around her wrist tightly. His words were cold, calm and struck her more deadly then any weapon in
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It's amazing seeing the fragments of Simon reflected in yours and Rachel's posts..
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