Forty Nine

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Forty Nine   "Why didn't you tell me you were unconscious? How?" Timothee confronted his mate the minute they were back inside their office. Terrence gulped. He knew he has more to explain, more things to ask, but why Timothee was more worried for him losing his consciousness that day was making him feel so loved. 'He's more worried about that? What about me not saying he saved me?' "Baby... It's true I passed out. But it wasn't from any injury." Terrence started off. He walked towards the window where Timothee was standing and stood in front of him. "I was scared. So scared of losing you, I lost consciousness." He sighed as he stared at Timothee's softening gaze. "I'm sorry I couldn't say that my brave hero was there and saved me. I wanted to shout to the world how my beautiful white

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