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... He was now clinging to her, as if she were the only solid thing in a spinning, nightmarish world. He pulled away, his body trembling, and then, in a gesture of a desperate, and broken surrender, he put his head on her forehead, his own skin burning with fever.
He was breathing heavily, his entire body shaking with the force of his restraint.
"Help me," he whispered, his voice a raw, broken plea. "Please."
The plea, the "please," the sheer, raw vulnerability in that single ...
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