He's not sure how he feels about the fact that Abel was waiting. Cain closes his eyes and takes a few breaths, still trying to shake off that feeling that his insides are about to rattle apart, and he curls his fingers into the soft fabric of the bedsheets for something to focus on.
"Hm," is all he says to that, in the end.
"I'm fucking exhausted."
Nearly having another panic attack can sure do that to a guy.
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Date: 2024-12-06 04:15 am (UTC)"Hm," is all he says to that, in the end.
"I'm fucking exhausted."
Nearly having another panic attack can sure do that to a guy.