Chapter 821

Calliope sped through the rain-slicked streets, barely noticing the city lights flashing by. When she reached Lance and Hudson's apartment, she burst inside like a storm.

The living room was quiet. Only Lance and Hudson were there.

Lance was holding Hudson close, arms wrapped tight around him. Hudson's eyes were closed. He looked peaceful, almost as if he were just napping.

"Lance—” Calliope's voice wavered as she stood in the doorway. Her gaze locked on Hudson, and her heart dropped. She was a doctor, a good one, and it only took a single glance to know the truth.

Hudson was gone.

She couldn't believe it, wouldn't believe it. She had treated him herself, watched over him as a friend and a physician. She'd known it would come to this, had tried to brace herself.

making her feel utterly useless. She hadn't been able to save him. Lance looked up at her. He tried to smile, but the expression twisted on his face, barely holding back the

murmured, "Callie, he left me. There's never going to be anyone who loves me

like walking barefoot over broken glass. The pain was sharp, raw, and impossible to

just dozed off after a long

bag, hands

shook

He knew he was running out of time. He was so calm about it. Last night he took a shower, put on his favorite sweater-the

voice was steady, almost eerily calm. He told Calliope


he'd tried to prepare them

it. I kept hoping I was wrong, that he'd get better. But Hudson... he used what time he had left to be with me. He talked with me,

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