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Still Standing

Autor: Chioma Writes
last update Última actualización: 2025-12-17 22:05:08

Lena’s POV

I didn’t sleep much.

Not because I wasn’t tired. I was exhausted. The kind of tiredness that made me not even want to move a fucking muscle. But every time I closed my eyes, my head just kept going. My thoughts were all over the place and feelings were stacking on top of each other.

Griffin was still there when I opened my eyes again. Sitting on the chair by the bed like he’d been there all night. Arms crossed. Head tilted back against the wall. Eyes closed, but not really asleep.

“You’re staring,” I said, voice rough.

One eye opened. Then the other.

“You’re awake,” he said, like it was something important.

“I’ve been awake,” I said. “You were snoring.”

“I do not snore.”

“You breathe aggressively.”

He scoffed and leaned forward. “How do you feel?”

I shifted, sitting up slowly. My body felt heavy. Not painful. Just… used. Like I’d run too far and forgot to stop.

“Tired,” I said. “But okay. I think.”

He stood up right away. Too fast. Like he’d been waiting for permission.

“Yo
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