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Caden slid his hand onto her knee, thumb moving in slow, hopefully comforting circles. |
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She looked at him, her expression softening |
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He offered her a soft smile, the driver eventually turning onto his driveway and pulling up, Caden getting out. |
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Caden unlocked the door, kicking his shoes off before pulling his blood soaked tank off, wiping the excess off. |
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Caden made his way upstairs, stumbling into the shower and turning the water on. After his shower, he walked into his bedroom and flopped down, not even able to pull a blanket on before he fell asleep. |
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Emily had changed and brushed her hair and teeth when he came over to where she was on the bed. She pulled the blanket over them both and snuggled in |
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Caden awoke many hours later, sweating like a dog and his ears ringing as he slowly sat up, eyes squinted as he stared at the alarm clock, vision eventually focusing and showing it was three in the morning. "Что это такое?.." He muttered under his breath, removing Emily's arms from him as he sat up, looking around before shakily getting up and stumbling downstairs. |
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