On that foreign awards stage, David's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He instinctively clutched his chest, his brow furrowing deeply.
He was all too familiar with this exact sensation.
When Audrey was a little girl and got bullied by the neighborhood kids, she would hide in a corner and cry, and his heart would suddenly start pounding wildly back at home. When Audrey fell off her bike and scraped her knee until it bled, he had been fast asleep, yet his heart had suddenly gone into overdrive. Another time, Audrey accidentally burned her hand while boiling water, and he had become so consumed with anxiety during class that he couldn't sit still, racing home only to find his sister weeping over her blistered skin.
Every single time, it happened when Audrey needed him most.
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