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Cain frowned hearing the pain in Jason's voice and gently took a hold of Jason's arms to pull them down, pulling his hands away. "Jase...come on, who are you talking to? I'm worried. You never said anything, you never came to me for help. I saw the bruises, but you always had an excuse for them. I thought "if he needs to talk, I'll be here", but you never came."" Cain frowned even more realizing he could've done more. "Look...I don't think you're pathetic. I just think you made a bad choice, but I'm here to help you recover from it."
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