Emily
He had woken up again. Watched her tossing. Watched her turning. Heard her cry out in her sleep. The same name. Always the same. Olivia. Liv. Things changed all the time with her. But Olivia seemed to be a constant. Tonight Olivia was back. Like every other night.
As she had stopped whining, whispering, begging to Olivia he still couldn’t
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aww, poor alex...
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