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"You're alright" she said quietly |
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"Kayla it hurts," He whispered hoarsely, knowing no doubt she hurt too. |
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"I know, I'm sorry." She breathed, feeling powerless. She kissed him softly, a tear rolling down her face. Her strong, independent man was in so much pain he'd admit it... |
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He chuckled gravely, wiping her face. "I'll have some cool scars afterward, though." |
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She just nodded. "Very" she said, watching him with concern |
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His face contorted back to one of pain, eyes squeezing shut as sweat gathered on him. |
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"You'll be okay. I promise" she said softly |
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Kayla didn't know how to help him and it tore her apart |
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"You go get help, I know you're hurting." Gale asked of her, |
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