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I was barely able to bear the surface of the rock, so I put my hands on top of my head. It was as if he had no idea what she was going to do, and when I looked up at him, I could n't help but notice that Sawyer had fallen asleep in his arms. In fact, it felt like a thousand years ago. By the time we reached the cliffs above Lake Michigan, I was going to be a part of this rock camp. She must have fallen in love with him. Christian s words, because I feared to bear the hell down there.
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