"What do you mean" I asked, letting my defenses down as curiosity got the best of me.
"You getting hurt because of me and loosing your memories... No matter what I did, you always ended up hurt, broken, and near death... No matter how many times I went back, you would always end up here lying on your back as the wires and tubes surrounded you adjacent to a beeping monitor" he let out a deep, pained sigh as he took my hand in his.
"What do you mean? Why do I always end up here? Where is this place?" I asked once more, not bothered by the man's close proximity or warm touch against the bruised skin of my palm.
"Let me tell you a secret..."
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