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Feels real now?

Autor: Ava
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Damian’s POV

Rain glazed the city. I watched it streak over the car windows, the low rumble of the engine masking my heartbeat as we slipped through early morning traffic. My hand rested over Ava’s on the seat between us, fingers splayed wide, unwilling to let her go for even a heartbeat.

Hospitals. I hated them. White walls and bright lights—places that laid you bare, no matter money or titles. Too many memories lived in those corridors: blood, beeping monitors, the helplessness of waiting. But today, this was necessary. Today, I would not allow the past to shadow our future.

Ava watched the city with a composure I envied. She wore my coat, sleeves long enough to nearly swallow her hands, her hair loose down her back. “You’re going to squeeze my fingers off, Blackwood,” she murmured.

I loosened my grip with effort. “Let me,” I said, quieter than I intended.

She squeezed back, gentler than I deserved.

The clinic was discreet, a private entrance and a cheerful receptionist who recogniz
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