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When I wake up, he is by my side.
I wonder how long he's been watching me sleep. I sigh. "You're still with me."
I would be alone if it wasn't for him. No, I'd probably be dead.
"Why do you keep saving me?"
He doesn't answer. Instead, he asks, "how do you feel?"
"Like shit. I hate hospitals," I reply sitting up.
"Your wounds have already been treated. They said you can go home as soon as you regain consciousness," he explains.
"Right."
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"What have you done to her?" Linda whispers after subtly pulling him away from the livingroom.
Ive been seated on the carpet staring into thin air for a few minutes now, so I understand her concern. "She's been sitting like that since she got back!"
She has the wrong person, but I'm too busy pretending not to hear her to interject.
"I can assure you, I haven't done anything to hurt your boss." I hear a few mo
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