JULIANThe blood drips on the rug, sinking into the fabric, and the sight of it is finally enough to kick my ass into gear.“Theo!” I rush toward him in large strides, dropping down to my knees in front of him.I don’t hesitate. I whip off my shirt, wrapping it around his wrist, trying to suppress the bleeding.He tries to yank his hand away but I don’t let him. My grip tightens around his wrist.“What the fuck are you doing?” I try to convey anger but my voice comes out shaky. “Are you insane?”Theo doesn’t answer. I finally look up at him.I regret it immediately and almost want to look away. The look in his eyes scares me. There is a dullness in them, none of the usual vibrance and shine. He looks like he’s not even present, like he’s elsewhere, trapped in his own thoughts.He looks exhausted. His eyes are bloodshot, his hair messy. There are circles under his eyes, like he’s not slept in days.My lips thin. “We’re going to the hospital. Right now.” I stand up, trying to drag him
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