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Alessia

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The fear of Rodion going out and never coming back home had gathered in the depths of my heart. It was killing me to even imagine it. Weird thoughts of him getting attacked and suddenly getting a seizure was causing me to have nightmares.

Someone stabbed his chest with a dagger. As much as I wanted to ask what led to him being in such a serious fight, I held it back. I knew who he was and anything would happen anytime, any day.

This is what scared me. His life scared me a lot. It was hard for me to expect him home not knowing whether he would return.

I carried the first aid kit from the bathroom shelf and walked back to him. He had sat on a sofa in the room. I occupied the armrest and opened the box to take care of his wound.

I rubbed the piece of cloth that was dampened with an antiseptic on his wound. I never uttered a word but I knew he was watching me.

"I am fine." He said it again, I