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... his fringes stick to his face, the surgeon jerked up, white robes translucent from the excessive amount of cold sweat trickling down his body.
Sitting up against the headboard, the surgeon breathed heavily, short inhales coming in gasps as he panted, fists clenched on his lap, crumpling the duvet in his hold as he trembled.
Beads of sweat trailed down his forehead, a few hanging on his long lashes as he stared at his lap, golden irises blank and mind oddly silent.
It was ...
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