[Alfie lets out a quiet, pained sound, wrapping his arms around her in turn. She almost lost her life. She endured hours of terror. She had to hear callous discussion of a horrific fate. And he'd almost lost the one thing that's keeping him going. She might not really be his, but dammit, it feels like she is.
His right hand is starting to throb again, but he ignores it. He pulls back enough to get a look at her lip, remembering how hard she'd bitten it.]
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His right hand is starting to throb again, but he ignores it. He pulls back enough to get a look at her lip, remembering how hard she'd bitten it.]