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... ither did she care.
She sat at the edge of the makeshift bed at the back of the truck, her body angled protectively toward the small figure nestled under the soft folds of a blanket.
Leo lay still, his tiny chest rising and falling slowly. A folded hoodie cushioned his head. The flush in his cheeks had faded to a pale, healthy pink. The fever had broken. But he hadn’t woken up yet.
Her fingers hovered just above his brow before she brushed back a damp curl, almost too gen ...
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