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"I always knew I'd take a bullet for you," I say as pain ebbs through my chest. She crouches beside me, clutching at my shirt. Sobs echo from her as my lids grow heavy from the weight.

"And I always knew you wouldn't take one for me," I whisper and shut my eyes.

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