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“What’s been long?” I ask, my voice soft and, I hope, hypnotic

His eyes open, and he regards ely for a h and harder now, his body tensing beneath mine His tired eyes look a bit delirious

“You said it’s been so long”

“What has?” He frowns

“Benzos”

At that word, his face goes to stone When he speaks, his voice is strong and steady,him sound nearly like his old self “What did I say about benzos?”

“You said benzos made you messed up for two years”

The look of shock he gives , I look over my shoulder He sits up He holds his head and starts to breathe hard again

Worry spikes through me “Declan…what are benzos?”

He takes a few breaths—fast and heavy

“It’s okay” I rub the blanket “Lie back down I’m tired, too I want to lie beside you”

“Did you say…I had a seizure?” His brows cinch slightly as his gaze finds mine I’m startled to find he looks truly confused

“Yes But that was yesterday”

He looks around, and I can tell for sure he is

“You’ve been poorly since then How do you feel?”