Sweet thing

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Alex White POV I glanced at Silvia, relieved to see her breathing return to normal. I couldn't fathom what had suddenly overwhelmed her, but the stress seemed palpable. My panic was indescribable; I felt like I might faint as soon as her nose started bleeding. Every fibre of my being screamed with worry. Carefully, I removed tissue from her nose and fetched some fresh ones, keeping her head stable with my other hand while I cleaned her nose. "Silvia, would you like something to eat? Maybe something cold, like cola?" I asked softly, wiping away the blood stains. After laying her head back on the car seat, I cleaned my own hands, the metallic smell of her blood churning my insides. The thought that she had bled in my arms was overwhelming. This was all because of the council. I wante

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