Eventually, she must fall asleep because the next thing she knows, sunlight is filtering into the room. She's still in Damien's arms, though, and she lets herself think it was a dream, that he's not going. Her lips press to his chest over his heart, thinking he's still asleep. "Please don't leave me," she whispers, wanting it to be true more than anything, that he's not, he's figured out a way to stay somehow and still help.
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