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"He doesn't care about them," I said. "You're all that matters to us."
Gratitude for him swelling, I nodded down at Augustus.
Alexis's fingers trembled in my grip.
Soon... it would be her turn to fight.
knuckles.
Lifting her hand up to my mouth, I softly kissed each of her
She was going to be okay.
She has to be.
If not, we were going to war.

"Augustus... revealed the full extent of his power-to keep you safe. He ended it quickly so the Minotaurs couldn't hurt him, nor you ….. It was all so you wouldn't feel his pain."

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"I love you both so much," Alexis said, then she whispered into my ear, "You're my Piano Concerto No. 20 in D Minor." Tears leaked down my face.
It was Mozart's most romantic composition.
Turning, I pulled Alexis against my aching body and held
on to her as Augustus wrapped around us both.
I could only sleep when she was in my arms.
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Alexis stared down at me like she'd never seen me before. I tried to tell her how pertect she was, but I could no longer find my voice.
"Shhhh." Alexis kissed my forehead. "Sleep.. heal.”Nodding to let her know I understood, I mouthed, "I love you," but no sounds came out. Defeated, I closed my eyes.
"Familia," Augustus whispered. Family.

She nodded, a tear spilling down her lashes. "Lacrimosa," she said under her breath.
I smiled. "From Requiem Mass in D Minor." Her breath caught. "Wait... you know-"
"Mozart? Carissima... I'm a pianist." I coughed. "Of course I do."
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"Sorry." My voice cracked, agony pulverizing my soul.
"So ... sorry. Why didn't you... tell us?"
Soft fingers touched my cheek.
"Because—I didn't want you to worry," Alexis said with heartbreaking sincerity. "'m strong... I don't need you to take care of me—l've been surviving on my own for years."
My vision blurred
"It's all my fault," I whispered.
"No," Augustus said, his hand resting on the top of my head.

He turned to me. "Alexis can feel our pain."
Static filled my head.
That would mean...
No. No. No. No. No.
I'd just been tortured; she'd been tortured.
I was free-falling. Plummeting:
"Breathe!" Augustus's voice warped above me as black spots dotted my vision. "Breathe, Kharon!"
There was a commotion as someone fell to the floor; it might have been me.

What felt like hours later, we made it back to our individually assigned prisons. Guards were waiting for us in front of our doors.
Patro touched his forehead against mine.
We went our separate ways.
Our doors slammed shut.
"Honeys-" I coughed "-I'm home"
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“Because—" I coughed violently. "I ... love her."
Patro's face fell with devastation.
"She cares ... about you," I whispered. "She'd want me... to forgive you." I tried to open my eyes wider, to see him more clearly, but I couldn't. "And I care about you—so much." Tongue heavy and dry, I forced out, "I care about you. I miss you... but I can't do this right now."
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