A soft beeping echoed through my ears when I finally woke up. I wasn’t sure how I knew, but I knew I’d been asleep for a long time. It was the most rested I had felt in weeks. I took in a deep breathe, and tears filled my eyes when his scent hit me. It washed over me, calming me yet also exciting me. My skin burns from not having contact with him for a few days now. Just before my eyes open, a feel sparks erupt on my hand and more tears come.“I know you are awake, Oly.” his voice is soft, but edgy. I know instantly, I’m not forgiven.I force my eyes open finally and he comes into view. His hair is a mess, but his shirt and pants are clean for the first time since the war started. He clearly hasn’t been at the front line today and that brings up a heap load of guilt. I had gotten information, good information, I knew what this war was about. But in the process I had gotten injured, I had done what I’d swore I wouldn’t do…. distract him.“I don’t suppose saying I’m sorry would mean muc
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