Twelve Hours Later....
Damien inhales deeply, his lungs filing with sweet oxygen as his eyes open and he looks about his surroundings. He remembers only bits and pieces of the last twenty-four hours, but when he sees that he's in Lian's apartment, he relaxes...marginally.
"B-Beloved? Lian?" he calls out, a little lost.
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