I don’t know how long it is when Nyx finally stops, collapsing on the cold, hard ground.“I need rest,” she says, panting.I don’t say anything, because what is there to say? I kept pushing her because I didn’t want to think, and I knew stopping would automatically bring me back to my depressing tho
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