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He didn’t know.

“Theo…”

But the name was hitched and swallowed back, Theo’s shoulder digging into my stomach, pressurizing any sound that intended to escape. Including my last gasp of life.

“Th…”

Unhearing, he burst through the main entrance, broke the iron gate, and flew to the other side of the street.

“Sax … help…”

Then came the boom.