The Girl He Hates
I gently held her hand, silently praying for her recovery.
Her breathing and the warmth of her body when I hold her hand in mine reassure me that she is still with me, despite her current state of weakness.
I pulled a stool closer to her bed, determined to stay by her side until she woke up.
"I am sorry for not being there sooner," I whispered, hoping she could hear me. "But I promise to never leave you again." I raised her hand and whispered, "I love you more than words can express." Her fingers twitched slightly in response, giving me hope that she could feel my presence and love. "Just don't leave me," I pleaded softly, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on me. "I can lose
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