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Chapter 36: Foul Play

The next morning was cold and crisp. I was glad to have Theodore's arms still firmly around me, keeping me warm but dawn was approaching fast and he soon got up.

At first, he just sat on the edge of the bed, his head in his hands, probably dreading what he was going to have to do today.

I sat quietly watching him, feeling the same dread on his behalf. I felt it for me too. The dread of losing him.

His shirt was still on the floor by the bed where it was discarded last night and for the first time since I saw them on the night of the storm back at home, I noticed the thin scars on his back.

"What happened to your back?" I asked after a few moments of mustering up the balls to question.

He seemed to freeze up and he stayed facing away from me.

"Nothing," he said bluntly.

I shuffled forward and sat behind him before I ran my fingers down his spine, feeling the faint bumps of scar tissue underneath my tips. He tensed even more and sat upr

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