Win

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Ma had fallen asleep again.

Her breathing had evened out as she curled slightly against my side. I didn't move—not because I couldn't, but because I didn't want to.

I knew she needed this.

The moment she had broken down in my arms, all the strength she had been holding onto had finally crumbled, leaving behind the vulnerable, exhausted woman I knew she rarely let anyone see. 

I adjusted her slightly, making sure her back was as comfortable as possible despite the wounds. I had done my best to clean them, but without another potion, all I could rely on were the bandages and whatever limited knowledge I had.

A pang of guilt settled deep in my chest.

She had nearly died.

If I had been a little stronger —if only I could have protected myself, she wouldn't have had to defend me from those incoming spiked.