Chapter 23

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I groaned. Bucky looked down on me with a worried look in his eyes.


I'm fine. I said.


No. You just died.


Oh. The rope must have broken a rib which punctured a lung. Cause one of my ribs is definitely broken.


Did you really mean what you said back there?


What?


That your worst fear was me dying.


Yes.


Why am I so important to you?


You just are.


He helped me up. I groaned.


Guess I am going to have a broken bone for the rest of the day. I said.


He grabbed my hand and squeezed as we went to the next level.

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