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Beaconhills' expression was tired, sad and confused. The deputy blinked jade-green eyes and stared at the ground. Tears pricked his visionaries, though they were barely noticeable unless you were watching him from an angle where the sun hit his face.
The brown tabby was thinking of his mother, his father and her. Claudia, Stilinski and Oceantides. Dearest Oceantides.. he missed her terribly.
Bea was ninety-nine percent sure that he'd never stop grieving over her and would never move on. A sob escaped his throat, though it was strangled and muffled. A single tear slipped down his face and splashed onto the ground.