Matteo wipes the sweat off his face with his wrist and leaves a streak of someone's blood across his face. He won’t meet my eyes; instead, he stares at my chest, where the bullet hit, like it’s a crime scene.“I need an explanation for what happened here, or I’m going to start cutting into you for one.”“Are you fucking insane? Touch me with that knife and I’ll make sure you’re the one bleeding,” I snap.His mouth twitches, half fury and half something else that definitely isn’t pity. “Do you really think I want to hurt you? I want to make sense of..." he pauses as he struggles to find a word to explain what he means, "...you.” he decides on finally.“Good luck with that,” I shoot back with a snort. “I can’t even make sense of me, so I doubt that you're going to be winning any awards anytime soon.”Cassian steps closer to me and studies me carefully. “Hmm, your breathing is steady. Pupils are normal. Skin feels warm." He lists as he reaches out to run his fingers over my skin and I
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