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Pandora held up her elbow for him to attend to it. Usually, such mollycoddling would have earned him a glare that would freeze molten lava, but not right now. Her mind was on more important matters. Two of them, to be exact.
"Are you sure? Are you absolutely sure? I couldn't have turned? O-or moved?"
With her free hand she reached across her body trying to feel for more bruises and sore spots.
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