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Karen pours the hot chocolate with a steadier hand than usual, settling beside Allison as she hands her the cup, noting the way Allison’s hand still trembles even as she accepts the cup. They sit in silence, sipping the cups of hot chocolate that Karen has poured and, slowly, Allison seems to relax. Karen smiles, draining her cup and moving to take Allison’s when she offers it, setting both aside before slipping into the bed, curling herself against Allison’s side, stroking her arm around her lover tenderly, careful not to touch the wounded skin at Allison’s ribs, her voice soft.
“Try to sleep now, Allison baby, I’ve got you now, you’ll be okay.”