Date: 2024-06-20 01:37 am (UTC)
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The doctor just leaves. Riley tightens his grip on Carver. “Like hell.”

“It’s okay,” Carver murmurs. “I don’t want to fight.”

Carver presses his forehead to Riley’s, exhausted and hurting, and pushes Riley out the door. Then it’s just him and Pope, both of them so tired.

“One last thing,” he murmurs, resting his head against the wall.
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