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“You were right. When you said no one could be proud of me.”
Henry closes his eyes. The bed frame soaked up the fire's warmth, a compress pressed along his side. The flame sputters, cracks.
“I was angry. And I couldn’t have possibly meant it, when I know it’s not true.”
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Between the battles, Henry and Hans find time to talk, touch, and live.Series
- Part 1 of Non-Scripta
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Bookmarked by battlehigh
28 Feb 2025
