Clinton's POV My phone keeps ringing, over and over again, the sound cutting through the quiet of the room, but I let it. Right now, everything feels far away except the girl lying in my bed.Catherine hasn’t moved in almost an hour.She lies on her side, facing me, her breathing slow and even, her hair spilling across the pillow. There is something about the way she looks right now that makes it hard to look away. Peaceful. Untouched by everything that happened today.I reach for her hand, and my fingers close gently around hers. I just sit there, holding her hand, letting that small contact ground me.I try to pull away after a while, shifting slightly, thinking I should stand up, maybe check who keeps calling, but her fingers tighten around mine.I pause.My eyes lift to her face, expecting to see her watching me, but her lashes are still resting against her cheeks. She is still asleep.I sink back into the chair instead of standing, letting my hand stay where it is. If she is hol
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