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    A perforated lung, nicked ribs, pierced small intestine, and a bullet lodged in between two vertebrae. Not good news, but it certainly could be worse. As mortifying as it was, Till couldn't keep himself from watching while members of the rebellion flayed his best friend open in an attempt to save his life.

    Some nights, Till hunched over a lit candle and prayed- he’d never prayed before then, but he prayed now, that somehow Ivan could hear him. Most often, he laid awake, dreaming their last moments on stage. The pressure around his neck, the rain on his skin, the iron in the air. As much as he tried to dig the feeling out, it wouldn't leave. The medics were pulling double shifts trying to keep both of their wounds closed.

    Patience was never Till's strong suit. He wanted things to be done now, he wanted to talk now. He couldn't talk to a living corpse- at least not the way he wanted.
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    One kiss changed everything. Now Till is trying to piece together a past he never understood, while Ivan tries to bury it. Ivan pretends he can't smell the smoke, while Till runs back into the burning house.

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