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Chapter 73 In Your Hands.

“Sunshine,”

That stare. That fucking stare was the only thing I craved. The way he was standing and pointing his gun at us. I already knew Sin could have known who Christian was. And to stand there, mocking and warning him? Fuck.

“Wh-what are you doing here?” I ask, and Christian takes his own gun o...