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❛ i could have been easier on you. ❜ admittance turned over, softly spun by the same bedside manner she'd developed since her FAREWELL TO ARMS. she shrugs gently and twists around in the exam room, prepping her station for sutures. concern knits her brows, a thousand questions hiding, but nothing said. what bar? how far his mouth ran before the fist hit? how many punches he got in?
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