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SIXTY THREE

DIMITRI'S POV

When I walked through the hallway with her in my arms, I found Milana waiting. She was the only one. That surprised me.

If there was one thing I knew about Milana, it was that she took her sleep routine diligently.

She had this gentle smile on her face when she realized I was alright. I watched that gentle nature die when she realized I was holding Camille in my hands.

I truly would have loved to do it in a different place. But if it had to be here, then so be it.

I walked up to her slowly. Maybe because a part of me didn't want to do it. I didn't want to hurt her.

She had been through thick and hell for me, and I was just about to push her away like she was nothing. She has spent all those years waiting on me, and I was just about to render them meaningless.

"Hey," I began.

Milana's eyes did not leave Camille. When they eventually did, I noticed that she looked hurt. Which, in turn, broke me because I was about to make it so much worse.

"I'm glad you are alright." She
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