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"Why did you follow us, Eddie? Do you really think Jennifer can't handle herself?" Andrew's voice was calm but tinged with frustration as they stood outside the restaurant, away from Jennifer, who was still shaken from the attack.

Eddie ran his hand through his hair, a deep sigh escaping his lips. "It's not that I don't trust her," he admitted, his gaze fixed on the ground. "It's just... I can't stop thinking about what happened with Frank. I should have protected him, and now he's gone."

Andrew’s brows furrowed in confusion. “Frank’s death wasn’t your fault, Eddie. You know that, right? It wasn’t something you could have predicted.”

Eddie’s fists clenched tightly at his sides. “I was there, Andrew. I should’ve done something—anything—to stop it. But I didn’t. I didn’t react in time, and Frank died because of me. Jennifer… she lost him because of me.”

Andrew stepped closer, placing a hand on Eddie's shoulder. “I understand the guilt you're carrying, but following Jennifer around like
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