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felt nothing.
No relief. No grief. No satisfaction.
Only emptiness.
Then she heard Luca slide down the wall.
She crawled to him, pressed her hands over his, held pressure against the wound.
“Don’t you dare die.”
“Wasn’t planning on it.”
“I mean it, Luca.”
He smiled faintly through pain.
“That an order?”
“Yes.”
“Then I guess I’ll stick around.”
The medical team continue reading …
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