Luka and I just talked about how strong I am, but as the guards approach, all I can think about is thatthis could be the last time I see Luka. That could have been the last time we ever have s*x. I mightnever get to speak to him again.
“Don’t touch her!” Luka roars, hurtling over the bed and throwing himself at one of the guards.
I scream and try to help him as much as I can, thrashing my arms and legs to make it more difficult tohold onto me, but the guards barely move. They are so much stronger than me. And right now, they arestronger than Luka, too.
The guard brushes Luka aside like he is nothing. He falls on the floor and cries out when he lands onhis leg.
If it wasn’t fractured before, it probably is now.
“I love you!” I yell at him over the din of the room. “I love you.”
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