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31 The Price of Us
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2025-05-06 23:50:09Max***
The seconds stretched into eternity as I knelt beside Sara, my hands shaking as they cupped her face. Blood seeped through my fingers, warm and thick. The sharp, metallic scent filled my nose, making my stomach twist with panic.
"Sara," I whispered hoarsely, my voice breaking. "Please, stay with me."
Her eyelids fluttered, and for a moment, I thought she might open her eyes. But then she let out a soft, pained whimper, and I felt her body sag beneath my touch, as if the weight of everything was too much for her to bear.
"Shit," Sam muttered from behind me, his voice low and laced with something that almost sounded like regret. But it was too little, too late. His eyes darted between Sara’s limp form and me, guilt flashing momentarily across his face before it was quickly buried under layers of fury.
I didn’t spare him a glance. I couldn’t. Not now.
"Sara," I breathed again, my heart
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