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　　“What is it, Mason?” I’m still waiting for him to answers, but he just opens his mouth and shuts it again.

　　“Fucking talk Mason or I will wring your neck right now!” 

　　He swallows. “She’s dead.” 

　　Before he can continue, I grab his collar and push him to the wall, making everyone gasp. “Take it back! My wife is not dead, motherfucker!” She can’t be dead. My world just turns black and I can’t see straight anymore.

　　“N-not Abby.”

　　What? I blink back my tears. My chin trembles when I think I hear it right. “Who is fucking dead?” 

　　“N-not A-Abby. P-put me down, man.” I blink again.

　　Logan asks behind me. “Then who’s the fucking dead?” 

　　I release Mason. He fixes his shirt while clearing his throat, and I’m still patiently waiting for him to answer, and at the same time, I thank God and all the angels that Abby is alive somewhere.