Do Not Hurt My Wife

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I adjusted Fabian's coat tighter around me, my eyes dropping to the floor. I was not even wearing the same pair of shoes, and I pushed my feet slowly under the steel waiting chair I was sitting on. Fabian had gone once I could pull myself together, and I was finding it hard to believe that in one way or the other, Fabian really had been the only one to be there for me. It gave me goosebumps across my arm. I had been comfortably in his arms, crying myself out. The me that had been in high school would have been flabbergasted. "Aurora." I looked up, my eyes widening. I felt my heartbeat quickly accelerate as Fabian walked closer, his usual neutral yet somewhat wicked ice on his, his eyes thin. "Go change," he said, dropping a bag right next to me. "I will stay here." I swallowed, looki

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