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08 | The Drowning

Nate Nix was drowning.

Gwen felt it every time she saw him, every time his dark eyes found hers across a room. There was something in them now—a desperation that hadn't been there before, or maybe had always been there and was simply growing, expanding, filling all the available space until there was nothing left of him but need.

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