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Betty stirred in her sleep and Axel glanced at her only briefly Working with her was going to be harder than he’d originally thought

Maybe his father would take pity on hi with her would be a struggle He wasn’t coe that, but he’d find a way He couldn’t ith Betty Her or anyone

He was better on his own Focused on saving lives and taking care of Eira That was all he could handle in his life and that was all he really deserved

His PTSD and Eira were baggage that women couldn’t handle and he was fine with that Eira and his ere his priority Too bad he was also failing at that Lives he could save, but dealing with a fourteen-year-old girl was soether

Still, Eira had no one else and he’d pro to as left of the helicopter in the stormy North Sea

Betty ith a start, jolting Axel fros

“Are we there?” she asked drowsily

“Nearly,” he said, gently

“Good” She sat up and stretched “Sorry I dozed off there”

“Doesn’t et your sleep You start in a couple of days and the shift starts at five in theI’ll come and pick you up”

“I can walk to the hospital”

“It’s still dark at five in theI will pick you up”

“Fine I guess that’s okay I don’t want to get disoriented on my first day”

“You will have obstacles Language, for one”

“I can speak a bit,” she responded in a bit of broken Icelandic “And I believe lish”