The Boy In His Bed Is A Girl
To my surprise, Uriel is standing there with Theo holding him steady.
Oh Goddess, he looks like he's at the gate to the afterlife. Pasty white face, glassy eyes, and cracked lips. Is it me, or does he look painfully smaller?
"Can we come in?" Theo asks, and I nod, stepping aside for them both.
He gently lowers Uriel onto a couch, and Uriel curls up instantly, shivering.
Wincing, I grab the blanket off the couch and place it around his shoulders. He smiles at me, startling me with the appearance of his cute dimples.
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