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My heart thundered.

I could leave.

Just turn around and walk away.

Maybe I should?

Maybe it was better this way. Maybe⁠—

The door opened.

She was there.

Nyssa.

Looking up at me with those fucking perfect eyes. I’d never met a woman who could floor me with one look… until now.

She was silent. Just staring at me.

Hair loose.

Wearing my shirt.

And nothing else.

Jesus fucking Christ.

I searched her face. Burning it into my memory.

Still hurt.

Still cold.

Still hungry.

But I didn’t move. I couldn’t.

Everything inside me roared.

CHOOSE, NYSSA.

CHOOSE.

NOW.

FOR CHRISTS SAKE.

I’M DYING HERE.

Then she did.

She took a step back.

The door inched closed.

My hand lifted on instinct.

Then it stopped.