SEPTIPLIER IS DEAD.
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Jack POV

WHY!? WHY!?

What the fuck happened to me!?

How in the world this I get myself into this!?

Oh yeah. The contract.

I could hear Mark calling the hotel for breakfast, but I'm not hungry...

Mark knock on the bathroom door, as he spoke softly "Seán are you okay?"

"I'm fine! I'm just washing my face!"

"Okay, just to let you know, I called in breakfast."

"Thank you."

I looked back at the mirror, I lifted my shirt up and saw all the scars & cuts

I rub my neck, fade hickeys. I softly touch my lips

"Do I still love him?"

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