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Chapter 51

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Blaze

“Fuck this leg.”

That’s the first thing out of my mouth the moment I swing my feet off the damn bed. The ache’s not new, but today? Shit, it bites harder than usual. Feels like someone took a hammer to my thigh while I slept. I try to stand. Bad move. My knee gives a little warning jerk, and I bite my lip to stop myself from yelling.

It's been four fucking years. Four years of dealing with this shit and pretending it’s fine. But this morning, I feel it more. It’s like the pain wants to remind me, “Hey, you ain’t healed, dumbass.”

I limp into the bathroom, cursing under my breath, holding onto the wall like an old man. When I catch my reflection, I almost laugh. Messy hair, eyes half-dead, lips pressed tight. I look like I fought with a truck and lost.

I splash cold water on my face. My leg throbs. I grit my teeth.

Carlo’s still asleep in the other room. I can hear his soft breathing. I don’t want to wake him. He’ll fuss, and I’m not in the mood for him acting all worried like I’
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