Chapter 2018

Leaning against the couch, he could hear Shirley's muffled sobs and feel her trembling fingers on his skin. In all his years, this moment felt like the pinnacle of happiness. Exhaustion was a foreign concept to

him now.

For Shirley, any sacrifice seemed worth it.

A deep, aching pain in his chest made him want to cough, but he fought it back with everything he had.

"Shirley," he called out softly.

Shirley looked up at him, her eyes searching his.

His gaze was intense, swirling with unspoken emotions.

For a moment, she wondered why he was suddenly on a first-name basis, skipping the more formal address she was used to.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

seeing you cry makes everything harder for me," he admitted,

ever dated Mark before, so decoding someone else's feelings was

signs, she blinked away fresh

she inquired, concern lacing her voice. The severity of his injuries implied

damp, and despite being older, she seemed more lost than him. Her tears were for him, her confusion was because of him. The thought filled him with an

only time could stand

that line. Instead, he contented himself with gently

something amiss and turned her head away,

did this to you?" she

to the police tonight. That's why I was fate. It's all sorted now, no need to worry. Oh, and

the chilly tension between them was

of medicinal alcohol she'd been holding

something like this happens, call me right

that true? Will you stay by

he

noticing his informal address. She playfully prodded

caught her finger in his grasp, looking at her

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