Bruno’s POVThe silence in the room pressed heavy against my skull, the only sound was the beeping of the monitor. Diego looked pale, way too pale for my liking. He looked like someone fading away, tubes ran from his chest to some machines. I sat beside him, placing my elbows on my knees, looking at him felt so wrong so I stared at the floor instead. It was strange to see my brother reduced to this fragile thing.He shifted weakly, a cough ripping through his chest. I sprang on my feet. “Stay down,” I commanded, laying a hand on his shoulder.“If you move again, I will break your arm.” I threatened, his lips curved into that damn familiar tired smile.“Still the same brute,” he whispered“Shut up!” I said glaring at him.He coughed again, making it evident that he was in so much pain.“I don’t…. think I’ll make it Bruno,” he rasped.The words hit me like a punch to the ribs.“Don’t start with that shit,” I snapped. “You’ve survived worse.” I added.His eyes softened, the kind of softn
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