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She sniffled for a moment, not making eye contact. "What if I can't do it?" she asked after a moment. "I mean, I can't even take Zad in a fight...
"I'm tired," he told her, "but I'm okay."
She shook her head slowly and slid down to sit on the ground, pulling her knees to her chest. "No, I don't think so." She was quiet for a...
"That quickly? It felt like minutes..."
She paused for a moment, clearly irritated. "No, Warner. I'm angry and I'm frustrated and I'm just..." She exhaled sharply, leaning back against...
His eyes fluttered closed again under her touch and he sighed. "How long was I asleep?"
She slowed to a stop, turning to face him sharply. "What?" she asked harshly, although he would be able to tell that her anger wasn't directed...
He exhaled slowly, his brow furrowing. "My head hurts..."
She was fuming, clearly upset, not saying anything as she walked in front of him, moving quickly down the hall.
He blinked slowly, looking dismayed. "Everything is still blurry..."
"Yeah," she replied sharply. "Me too. I'll see you later." She left the room, closing the door behind her.
He grumbled slightly, waking up slowly. His eyes had returned to their deep, warm, sweet brown. "Aspen...?"
She sighed irritably, standing up. "If I die because I was ill-prepared," she told him quietly, one brow raised, "that'll be on you. You will...
He stirred, his brow furrowing as he frowned in his sleep, on the edge of waking up.
She frowned, looking concerned and frustrated. "You do realize that by refusing to fight me, you're not letting me prepare, right?" she asked,...
He led her into the ward where August was asleep in a bed, his eyes closed. His face was puffy from the surgery and there were bandages around his...
She huffed, looking a little irritated. "Then who could I fight that could come close to Michael's level?"
It had been an entire night. Finally, the doctor emerged from the room. "The surgery went well," he informed her, "but he was... resistant at...
"Because I'm really fine. And I'd rather you beat me up than Michael. It's better in the long run. Plus, Warner won't let it get too far. Right,...
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