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233: Favor

I wake up in a dimly lit room.

It takes me a few seconds to realize that I'm at the apartment. I try to sit up and my head spins, so I lie back down. My legs are tingling and I'm out of breath, like I just ran a marathon. I'm still in the blood-stained wedding dress. I know what this means. God, it can't be true.

My heart is heavy in my chest. I remember everything that happened in the hospital; Theo in tears, telling me that Damien didn't make it. He died. Those two dragging me out. Her last words to me. To be strong.

"No," I say, pressing my face against the pillow. "No, no, no."

"I'm glad you're awake," Theo tells me. I turn my head and see her sitting on the coffee table, holding a glass of water. She's no longer in the emerald gown she wore to our wedding, and she looks surprisingly calm. No tears in her eyes.

"Theo?"

"Drink this," she says. "You'll feel much better." Better? Better? She can't be serious. Maybe I'm dreaming. Her nonchalance infuriates me. How can she be so cold?
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