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11

DECLAN

“AELA.”

A sharp intake of air was my first clue that she recognized my voice, and to be completely frank, I didn’t recognize my fucking voice, so how the hell she did was a miracle.

Still, I wasn’t about to question a miracle, not when this entire situation felt very miraculous.

Like I was in the middle of a very lucid dream that I wasn’t sure I wanted to wake up from.

The cardiac arrest, the feeling like death warmed over, sure, that could be a nightmare. I’d be very happy to wake up from that and not have to piss in a bag, but the stuff with Aela? With Seamus? I was glad that was happening.

Life changing, and in a way that was positive. In a way that was usually anathema of how lives changed in my world.

“Declan?”

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