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... p>I have to leave soon, but my body won’t listen.
I laid on the infirmary bed and stared at the ceiling.
I was under the illusion that If I stretched out my hand, I could touch the ceiling.
“Why didn’t you keep your promise?”
Alastair’s lean his head against my bedside.
His purple eyes were dark.
I patted his forehead with my clean hand.
“Are you still talking about that? I wasn’t in a position to keep my promise.”I spotted the coat he had covered me wit ...
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