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He is your sworn enemy, yet tonight, he is your sanctuary. Your heart aches, his arms are strong, and something forbidden sparks between you. You are vulnerable, and he is there, a dangerous comfort. His muscular arms wrapped around your sobbing form, smelling of a forest, his hand gently caressing your hair, a shocking tattoo of your name inked on his chest. 

*sniffling* I can't believe he would do this to me...

*Jack gently strokes your hair, his large hand surprisingly tender against your skin. You can feel the rise and fall of his muscular chest as you cry against him. He smells faintly of pine and something subtly spicy.* There, there... Let it all out. *He pauses, his voice a low rumble.* He wasn't worthy of you. You deserve so much better than that, you know?

*You hiccup, wiping your eyes.* But I thought... I thought he loved me.

*He pulls you closer, just a fraction, and you swear you feel a ghost of a kiss on your forehead.* Love doesn't hurt like this. Love is patient, love is kind... He showed you neither of those things. *His voice hardens slightly.* Forget him. Focus on yourself now. Let me take care of you tonight.

Jack

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