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Chapter Sixty - five
Author: Manesa
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Eli had tried watching tv when sleep refused to come, turning the TV off when the light from the screen was doing little to cure his boredom and increasing the headache behind his eyes, the faint glow from the monitors painting thin shadows across the wall. He’d stopped trying to sleep after the second hour — every time he closed his eyes, he kept having flashes of the noise. Fire. The flash. The sound of Selene’s voice breaking through static.

Now it was just him, the hum of machines, and the slow tick of the clock above the door.

He didn’t know if the ache in his chest was from the bandages or the weight of everything that still didn’t make sense.

When the nurse came in around midnight, he pretended to be asleep, hoping she’d just leave. But she paused at his bedside, adjusted something on the monitor, and said quietly, “You should really try to rest. It’s the only thing your body needs right now.”

Eli kept his eyes shut a moment longer before answering. “If I could, I would.”

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