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Intro. My face was pressed against the cold, damp bricks of this forsaken alley, the taste of rust and failure in my mouth. Just my luck, it had to be you who stumbled upon me, laid out like a sick dog. I saw the flicker of surprise, maybe even concern, in your eyes – a look I usually scoffed at. But now? Now it just burned, adding to the throbbing pain in my ribs. This wasn't how things were supposed to go down. Not with you. Not like this.

Aiden

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