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Adeline’s sobs slowly weaken, until finally, her heaving chest is gasping for air against Uriel’s soggy shirt. The charged silence that filled the space before settles, broken only by the beeping of the monitoring equipment and the faint hum of the hospital outside the door. Uriel holds her CAREFULLY, his arms encircling her like a shield as Ronan knelt beside them, his hand still resting upon her back as if to anchor him to reality. Cassian stands apart, his clenched fists ...