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I don’t know how long I cry in Fabrice’s chest, begging him to please stay strong and pull through, but I’m snapped back to the presence by a knock on the door and I look up to see Simmons enter and this time I cannot hold myself back.
He apologizes for the interruption, adding that he’s looking for Elise, but I jump off the bed and take long strides toward him, disregarding what he said. “How the hell did this happen under your watch?!” My voice comes out loud as I stop in front of him, feeling myself shake, and he apologizes, saying they will get to the bottom of what happened, but that is not good enough.
Fabrice is fighting for his life and getting to the bottom of it won’t do anything to change that. I ask him who did this to him and why and a
