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Honeymoon or shooting at night

Yurick

I need to control the urge to smile every minute I walk beside her, the feeling of victory in having her as my wife is inexplicable. Her calm gaze conveys a certain peace to my chest.

We left the place towards the car, and when things happened too fast, I threw the body over Lyana to protect her I put my hand on the nape of her getting on the small body on the floor. Nureyev and Nabukov are in position shooting at the bastards, I can see the way they hit and other soldiers take orders to go after the bastards.

"Lyana" I call her calmly

I move her body away from her a little too tense for not listening to her voice, the blood on the floor accumulating around her reaches an internal part that I imagined never to feel again, I feel fear.

The lift in the arms little fucking me for what her father says, I get inside the car with my girl in the lap pressing the wound in the belly to stop the blood.

Nabukov pushes my brother who sits in the back while the first starts driving through
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