"He touched her shoulder, deathly cold already. Part of him expected her to stir, and he almost believed that she would. His breathing hitched, and he could not take it any longer. Scooping her up into his arms, her head lolled against the crook of his elbow. Wrapping his arms tightly around her cold and pale frame, he held her close, howling loudly. Once the tears started to flow it was hard to stop them."

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