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What do you want?_ Boyd whispered.__ou_

I had more to say,_ Sin said, still looking frustrated. __ut it doesn__ come out right when I try. I always say the wrong things.__oyd nodded but he was so caught by their proximity, by the green of Sin__ eyes, that at first he struggled with his own words.__t__ alright,_ he said at last. __s long you don__ hate me, it__ enough.___hat is not enough,_ Sin growled. __ot by a goddamn long shot. You just have no idea, Boyd. No fucking clue.___bout what?___verything. Why I acted the way I did_Why I was so pissed off. It will never make any sense to you because I don__ know how to explain.___o try,_ Boyd pressed. __lease.___ don__ know how.