C60 Chapter 59

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Sarah was in my apartment the next day. I was painting. What I was painting, I wasn’t sure. But it was something abstract again. Just a swirl of hues and colors that reflected most of the turmoil I felt inside. All black, blue, and indigo.

“So you’re telling me you were the one who orchestrated everything?” Sarah asked.

I nodded sadly. “Pretty much.”

“Why didn’t he tell you?”

I shrugged