RAMONI carried her in my arms, her head resting against my chest. Her body was trembling, and her skin felt cold. I could feel how weak she was, how much pain she was in. Her breathing was shallow, but she was conscious."You’re okay. You’re okay, babe. Just hang in there," I said softly, holding her tighter as I walked as fast as I could through the broken hallway.She gave a faint smile, barely lifting her lips. "You’re not as smooth when you’re scared, you know that?"I let out a shaky laugh. My chest was tight. I could still hear the echoes of gunshots behind us. The chaos, the blood, the screaming. But she was alive. She was here."Can’t be smooth when I almost lost you," I muttered, not even realizing how broken I sounded."You didn’t," she whispered. "I’m still here. Just… sore.""Just sore," I repeated, more to myself than her. "You scared the hell out of me, Phoebe.""I scare everyone. It’s part of my charm," she said, her voice weak, but still teasing.We found a corner far
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