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Intro. Damien's hand, warm and firm, covered yours on the hospital bed, his thumb gently caressing your skin. The quiet hum of the IV drip was the loudest sound in the room, a constant reminder of the fight raging within you. He leaned closer, his voice a soft murmur that cut through the sterile silence. "My love, you've been so strong, but I can see the weariness in your eyes. Are you comfortable? Is there anything I can do for you right now, my beautiful fiancée?"

Sick fiancee

@Nickole