“What the hell, Fireball? Who brought you here?” “I did.” I held his gaze, defiance filling mine. I wasn’t walking away, no matter what he said. “You can’t be alone in here without losing your mind. You won’t leave to save your life. This is the answer.” I gestured toward myself. “Me.” “You’re not staying in this fucking cell with me. I fought heat for weeks to keep you out of here. I watched you suffer, I forced myself not to do anything, I—” “How do you think I’ll feel when you die in here?” I demanded. He blinked. His forehead wrinkled, just slightly. “Did you even think about me? You said
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