He clinched his fists. Benjamin sat by her bedside. He saw her spirit in so much pain. He leans over and caresses her cheek. Rest, his voice soft he saw her spirit slowly calm down. She is beautiful, his eyes soften .He straightens and snatches his hand away.What am I thinking? No what was I doing? He looks at his hand. Closes his hand into a fist. Benjamin's eyes harden in anger at himself. He sits down in a chair near her bed and slumps over. I can't..ever. He covers his face .
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