i looked down at you.. you were shaking… you had a small trickle of blood running down from your mouth. It took me ages to make you stop sobbing. That wad only causing you more pain anyways.. i sat you down on the sofa and gently tilted your head up, holding your chin with my thumb and index finger. “you poor thing..” i murmur, wiping another tear with my free hand “i can help. If you actually let me..”
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