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Genevieve’s POV

I didn’t even realize I was holding my breath until the ache in my chest turned to something sharp something that made my vision blur and my knees threaten to buckle. The air rushed back into my lungs all at once, harsh and cold, like I'd surfaced from drowning.

“André…” I whispered his name again, for what felt like the hundredth tim —but it could’ve been a thousand. My throat was raw, as if each plea had been torn from me with splinters. My fingers wouldn’t stop trembling where they clutched the edge of the cot he lay on, knuckles white, nails dug into the fabric like they alone could anchor him here. His body had been still for too long. Too cold. His skin had taken on the pale, stony pallor of death a terrible stillness, like the world had already decided to forget him.

He hadn’t spoken. He hadn’t moved. His hand once so warm, so strong lay limp in mine. I’d held it for hours, whispering memories, promises, apologies. Anything. Everything. Begging the universe to g
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