![]() Something in my chest aches, and I don’t want to leave her side. Giving my angel one last look, I let go of her hand and walk out into the hallway. “You can stay, but you’ll have to go to the other side of the curtain for a bit. She must see in the plea in my eyes, and she nods. I let out a breath looking down at her and then back to the nurse. The fire was done and taken care off, but it still wasn't protocol. This is the craziest thing I’ve ever done, and I don’t have any sort of explanation for it. ![]() ![]() I want to lie and say yes, but then she’ll probably start asking me questions, and I have no idea what to say. “Family?” she asks, raising an eyebrow in question. One of the nurses looks at me and sees I’m a firefighter. I go all the way back until the nurses take over and pull her into an emergency area. When the back doors open, they wheel her off, and I stay with her. Probably just some minor smoke inhalation,” the EMT says, but I don't even glance over at him. I still can’t seem to not worry about her. She hasn’t woken up by the time we get to the hospital, but they assure me she’s okay. ![]() I watch each breath she takes, unable to look away from her. ![]() I hold her hand all the way to the hospital as the EMT checks her over. ![]()
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