Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!

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room, Curtis sat on the couch, his dirty shirt discarded and a first-aid kit beside

footsteps on the stairs, he looked up, then

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perplexed look but complied, revealing a cut on the back

placed a sterile bandage. Then she grabbed an ice pack for the bruise on his shoulder,

cold,” Curtis

bear with it,” Leanne replied.

deep night flowed through the windows, bringing a touch of something, a subtle, lingering sorrow that belonged to

belonged to the house that had

After a moment, she heard him ask, “Why

lashes trembled slightly. “Because it’s

scoffed, “Because the danger comes

you on purpose.

purpose?” Curtis grunted. “I was comforting you. Are you that ungrateful, needing to

relief of survival allowed them a rare moment of

explained, “I don’t want to depend on you.”

“Why?” he pressed.