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(About two weeks later)

Sans pov

I was so mad I wanted to snap his neck. She was mine why didn't he understand that she belonged to me. My chest burned with rage and I pulled her closer (Y/ N) had a bloody nose and her arm was broken I tried to heal her but I was to weak from battle. Edge finally turned and left leaving me in the corner my head hanging over (Y/ n)'s body she was unconscious I called sans I needed help.
"sans I need h-help"
There was a long pause.
"I'm coming"

(Sup guys it's just me again I wanted to post this because I'm mad and I had this idea so it's like a preview for tomorrow's chapter hahaha don't kill me)

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