He hated nothing more than seeing her struggle like this. Even as he paced the floors, examining her closely, the feeling in his gut only twisted further. He exhaled a slow breath, brows furrowed in contemplation as he finally leaned close, mere inches from her face. Though he knew she couldn’t see it, she could certainly feel it, especially as he caressed her cheek. Why’re you doing this, little love… you’re hurting.
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