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The Morning After - A Touch & A Promise
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2026-06-11 03:30:36CATARINA
I woke to the sound of steady breathing.
Not my own—mine was shallow and careful, each inhale a reminder of my broken ribs.
This breathing was deeper. Rhythmic. Peaceful.
I forced my good eye open—the other was still swollen shut—and found Jameson slumped over the side of my hospital bed, his head resting on his folded arms near my hip.
He was still here.
He'd stayed all night.
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