“Shut up. Please. I’ve thought about it enough. You’re here now. That’s all that matters. Now we can talk, but just not about what could have been. Depression is a bitch, and I don’t want her getting her hands on you when I’m not here not fight her off.”
Frank looked at Gerard and nodded slightly. The sick man moved to the
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Great fic
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