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170: Unspoken Rules

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“Adam?” I grabbed his shoulders, trying to pull him against me, but he was too heavy, his whole body fighting for air. His hand locked around my waist, fingers digging into my shirt as his forehead pressed near my stomach.

“What’s going on?” My voice cracked, “Adam, talk to me.”

His mouth opened, but nothing came out right.

I reached for my phone on the floor, “wait here, okay? I’m calling emergency services.”

His hand shot out and caught my wrist as I attempted to get back to my feet, pulling
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