Maybe, Baby, We Were Doomed From the Start

"Hey, Scott, baby, I'm with you, okay? Always," she whispered back, trying to reach her hand up to cup his cheek, but finding she lacked the strength to do so. Rather, Scott reached across her chest and held it, chuckling dryly when she faintly squeezed in reply.

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