43. Chapter 43

Dario

Every inch of my body hurts. My mouth is dry. And all I want is her.

I hear her voice, a sweetness in it that’s so soothing, but filled with worry.

Gone is my brave bull, and in place is my guardian angel, watching over me.

I attempt to open my eyes so I can land them on the woman I fought to wake up for, but my eyelids refuse to do what my brain tells them.

I try again and again, growing frustrated and unable to do anything about it.

Exhaustion wracks my body, and I succumb to the dreamland that awaits. At least I’ll see her there.

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