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Arthur, do you remember this day?
I was so young... but no longer a child. I was wounded and you were bandaging my hand, and I asked you, "Is he coming back? Is he coming for me?"
And you shook your head and said, "No, that was the last time."
You told me I would never have to live with him again. You would watch over me, keep me safe until I recovered, and I would never have to see his face.
I should have been more grateful to you, for the time that I had in our world.
I was so young... but no longer a child. I was wounded and you were bandaging my hand, and I asked you, "Is he coming back? Is he coming for me?"
And you shook your head and said, "No, that was the last time."
You told me I would never have to live with him again. You would watch over me, keep me safe until I recovered, and I would never have to see his face.
I should have been more grateful to you, for the time that I had in our world.