Theodore''s face softened up, and he started being all gentle. As he dabbed ointment on Phoebe''s wounds, he blew on them, trying to ease her pain. After patching up her back, he just sat there by the bed, staring at her sleeping face like it was the only thing keeping him sane.@@novelbin@@


    After a bit, he whispered, almost begging.


    "Phoebe, don''t take back the love you gave me. We''ve got a whole lifetime ahead. I can spend forever making it up to you. Just don''t leave me." This was the only time he let his guard down, showing all his hurt. He held her hand and buried his face in her palm.


    Soon enough, her palm was soaked with his tears.


    "I''m sorry," he kept saying.


    Phoebe was out cold, sometimes letting out a little sob, totally unaware of Theodore''s guilt trip.


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