Things are fading, the lines going soft, and she knows it's her body blurring the edges of her senses to soften the pain. She can make it, she tells herself, insists sternly to her body. She can stay awake and upright until he's finished and the pain lessens.
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"I'm fine. Finish it."
Things are fading, the lines going soft, and she knows it's her body blurring the edges of her senses to soften the pain. She can make it, she tells herself, insists sternly to her body. She can stay awake and upright until he's finished and the pain lessens.