Chapter 18 [5]

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3rd POV.

The blunette holds the blonde's sleeve shakily, chasing her breath as the man rubs her back, his other hand wiping her tears away.

"Doctor..." Rielle hears her mumble shakily, as if she just lost something really important to her...

Sighing softly he cradles her face softly and placed it on his shoulder, comforting her like how he would do with a crying baby, soon enough she fell asleep once again making him sigh in relief that she finally calmed down.

Tucking her to bed gently, holding her hand as he gently rubs circles on her palm...this situation strangely reminds him of a memory of his best friend...which he loved dearly...even more that his now ex-husband but he would never admit that...

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3rd POV. Years ago.

A blunette was sitting beside her best friend as they chat about random things.

"Yue have you ever had your hands massaged?" The blond looks at her best friend's hands, littered with callouses, small wounds, and scars. A reminder of their everyday battle to keep the country safe.

The blunette shakes her head, rubbing her palms together awkwardly.

The blond chuckles softly and takes her hand, rubbing gentle circles on her calloused palm.

"After we're done with this I promise I'll massage your hands everyday!" The blond promised as she intertwined her fingers with the bluenette.

The blunette blushed softly and nodded, letting the blond play with her fingers as they chat a bit more before receiving new orders.

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3rd POV. Present.

Rielle's heart clench tightly as he remembers her...rubbing his temples as he looks down on the sleeping blunette, rubbing her tear stained cheeks softly.

Sometimes he wonders if he had made the right decision to marry someone he barely loved...what if he did something different that night..? Would that change anything..? If he did something would she still be alive..?

Guilt eats the blonde's thoughts away as his grip on Marinette's hand tighten, as if he was afraid she would suddenly disappear if he lets go...

He can't let that happen again not this time...he wants to—and will stop that bastard from hurting anyone with the best of his abilities...even if it meant killing his own son which contained most of his miraculi's sealed off powers.

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