The floor rose toward me. Dante caught me before my knees struck the tile. I fought him with every fragment of strength left in my body.The floor rose toward me. Dante caught me before my knees struck the tile. I fought him with every fragment of strength left in my body.

name.
He sat on the floor.
Lily pushed a cup toward him.
He did not touch it until she released it.
That small hesitation told me he had listened to every boundary.
Helen called at seven that evening.
Victor had submitted additional evidence.
A recording of me telling him that I would rather die than let Dante have Lily.
I remembered the conversation.
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