The memory rolled back and left me gasping on the bed. It wasn't just his face and coloring that was soft and undramatic; it was him. Holding me in place. It took me a minute to realize that someone was knocking at the door.
What can I do? Remind me that I'm not dead. Jesus, one of the uniforms said, Jesus, you broke his neck. Logically, I was safe, but logic isn't always what wins when you're scared. He cut the tie so abruptly that it staggered me, and only Requiem's and Graham's hands kept me from falling.
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