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Gale lay there,blood seeping from his wounds as he was carried away back to the castle.When he awoke,he was back in the bedroom,on his stomach.Gale had bandages on the side he'd landed on and on his wing,a attempt of stitches also evident on his wing. |
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Kayla was asleep in a chair beside him, still holding his hand |
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Gale lifted his head and spotted her,brushing his thumb over her hand and just watching her,sorry he had ever fought with her. |
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Kayla woke, only being lightly asleep, and gasped at Gale. She pressed her forehead against his, worried that if she touched anywhere else he'd hurt. "Gale...." She breathed |
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"I'm sorry....I'm so sorry.I was just so mad,I'm sorry." He apologized,voice gravvely from the fall.Gale winced silently when she pressed her forehead to his,gritting his teeth from all the other pain. |
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"No, no. It was my fault, I shouldn't have gotten so upset..." She said quietly, kissing his cheek |
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"Kayla...." He breathed softly,gazing back into her eyes. "Im the one who was going to most likely get drunk and sleep with another woman.Why would it be your fault?"
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Kayla was silent, unable to answer. "I don't know..." She said quietly, looking in his deep eyes |
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"Exactly,Im the one in the wrong.Not you,you didn't do anything.." He trails off,his hand slipping off her hand. |
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Kayla watched him and listened silently, feeling his hand move from hers |
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Mostly Sunny, some High Clouds
