I crave Rafferty.
His touch. His scent. Even his broody temperament. He’s given me something to live for just when I’m on the brink of death.
I see him when I close my eyes, moments before the nightmares take over. Nightmares that remind me how small I am in comparison to what’s out there.
And even as I know my death will be his salvation, it’s my sacrifice that threatens to tear the world apart.
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