cried. She had at last been releasing those closed-up boxes of dark emotion that he suspected had been building in her head for a very long time. She'd needed to let them go. The catalyst for the final emotional meltdown had been a poor pup someone had left on her front porch; he suspected she'd been ready to break anyway. He was just glad he had been here when she did. "Dean?" she murmured, not even
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