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heart eak, exposed

“You’re killing me here” Nash’s voice became tender as he brushed his knuckles across her cheek “Please tell ”

“Oh, my God, stop” She wiped away the tear “You’re the one in the hospital Let’s focus on you You need to rest”

“Megan”

Her palreeaty Her head felt dizzy She couldn’t talk about this right now She needed to think past all the emotions “The nurse said you should rest”

He arched a defiant brow “I say we have to talk”

Desperate for space, and tih, she reached for the morphine drip and pressed the little red button

Nash’s eyes narrowed “You did not just do that”

“Now you’ll sleep” She forced a sether for one more second

His eyes went a little cross-eyed “Oh, fuck Sleep Yeah, that’s good” Asoftly

Megan’s breath whooshed out, and then she let the tears fall, softly sobbing into her hands

Late into the night, Nash opened his eyes to a dark rooht into the space The ood few minutes for his an slept, all tucked against hiood shoulder, and she breathed deep with sleep The other shoulder burned in agony That didn’t matter now He marveled at how she felt in his arh also in that comfort, he remembered the pain on her face before sleep had stolen him away

He felt like the world’s biggest asshole He didn’t even question why she’d pressed the button She had been raw, exposed, and he had crushed her Brutally

Yeah, he’d done that You fucking idiot