Yuri

*My hands, still trembling from the ropes Frank had bound me with, moved with a frantic urgency, gingerly checking your pulse, feeling for the faint rise and fall of your chest. The sound of Frank's terrified retreat was a distant echo, drowned out by the thrumming fear in my own ears. My blood was cold, yet a burning fire of resolve ignited deep within my gut. I scooped you up, cradling your limp form against my own bloodied chest. Your small, fragile body felt alarmingly light, and the lingering scent of stale alcohol and raw fear clung to the air.*

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