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Not moving.

Not speaking.

Not looking at me anymore.

It’s over.

It’s finally—

Over.

My knees feel weak.

The adrenaline drains out all at once.

And I sway—

Just slightly—

Before strong arms catch me.

Ace.

Of course.

“I’ve got you,” he says, his voice softer now.

Careful.

Like I might break.

“I’m okay,” I whisper.

But I don’t pull away.

Not this time.

I lean into him.

Let him hold me.

Because I need it.

Because I want it.

Because after everything—

He’s the one thing that feels steady.

Ace

I hold her close.

One hand at the back of her head.

The other wrapped tight around her.

She’s shaking now.