Someone picked me up and quickly carried me in their bulky arms. The sobs blew around me like the winds of a hurricane. I couldn't breathe, and I clawed madly at the person cradling me. I could hear humming, and then I fell on my back and passed out.
When I woke, I heard murmuring outside the door of Pietro's room. Clyde's strong voice nearly covered Pietro's chilled comments. I quickly retreated under the covers when I head the doorknob click. I waited for Pietro to speak.
"How are you feeling?" A tired voice asked.
"Like someone shot me in the stomach," I retorted.
He came closer, and I felt the covers slowly pull away. I gaped at Clyde's face.
"Pietro? Where?" I croaked.
"He left. He told me to ask if you're stable enough for dancing tonight," Clyde said in a disappointed voice.
I started to cry. Clyde hurried to me. He held me, but I couldn't push him away. I didn't want to. Instead, I clutched him tighter and bawled into his shirt.
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