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Alpha Zarek

That night, sleep evades me entirely. I spend every moment in the room restless the room, checking on her, watching her chest rise and fall, ensuring each breath follows the next.

Her body is warmer now, so why won’t she wake up?

She doesn’t get to do something so reckless, so unforgivable, and then collapse like this. She wouldn't get to leave without explaining her side of the story—