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... side, half-wrapped in the heavy down blanket and the rest draped over Damian’s chest, he breathed slowly—steadily—for the first time in days. His face, still faintly tear-marked, was relaxed now, unguarded in a way that few had ever seen. His fingers were curled loosely into Damian’s shirt, as if letting go completely still felt too dangerous.
Damian didn’t sleep.
He lay with one arm beneath Gabriel’s shoulders, the other resting lightly along his back, fingertips stroking slow, ...
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