"Hey," he whispered, voice rough from disuse. His fingers weakly reached for mine."You're—" I choked, unable to finish. "You're really—""I'm here," he said, squeezing my hand with what little strength he had.Something broke inside me. Six days of fear and grief came crashing down at once. I made a sound I didn't recognize—half sob, half scream—and threw myself forward, burying my face against his neck."You're here," I sobbed, my entire body shaking so hard I could barely speak. "You're here, you're awake, you came back."His arms came around me, weak but solid. Real. Alive."Hey...Hey...I'm right here," he murmured, his hand finding the back of my head, cradling it against him. "I'm okay, sweet girl. I'm okay."I couldn't stop crying, couldn't catch my breath between sobs. His hospital gown grew wet with my tears but I couldn't pull away, I sat up and couldn't stop touching him, my hands clutching at his sh
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