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Dylan Montgomery - Dylan looked at her. "Its not your fault... I should've gotten you back to the barn faster..." . (Lol) |
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"No, Dylan. Don't do that, don't blame yourself. We didn't know Baron would rear, I didn't even know I got kicked until my leg hurt." She stated. She let him lay against her, she didn't have the heart to move him. "Maybe when I recover, you wanna let all of our horses out? Maybe a friendly race?" She suggested. |
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Dylan Montgomery - Dylan nodded, shifting so he now lay beside her. "Yeah... that sounds good," he agreed with a faint smile. He raised one hand and gently swept away a strand of her hair that was in her face, tucking it behind her ear. |
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(They're crushing rn-- and I L O V E it) "You can get some sleep." She stated. |
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Dylan Montgomery - Dylan nodded, gently taking her hand, not holding it tight so if she wanted to take her hand back, she could. "Okay," he agreed. Soon enough, his eyes fluttered shut and he fell asleep. |
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She laid there, for a bit, but ultimately, she also fell back asleep. |
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Dylan Montgomery - Dylan continued sleeping, although in his sleep, he started holding her closer, in a more intimate way, cuddling. But Dylan wasn't yet aware of this as he was still asleep. |
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The next morning, she walked out of the hospital on crutches. "Finally. Thank god." She stated. |
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Dylan Montgomery - Dylan walked out of the hospital with her, watching her every step to make sure she was okay. He smiled and chuckled at her and helped her into his truck. |
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Back at the barn, she immediately examined her Thoroughbred mare. "Why are her legs bleeding?" She asked. "Mikaela rode her." Mr. Matthews stated. "After I said no?! What in the name of god gave you permission?! I said no!" Lilith snapped. "That's it, I'm done. Either she pays for everything, or I'm going to the cops." |
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Chilly and Clear with Dropping Temps
