“Why did I send them in again?” Michael turned red-rimmed eyes that plead for answers.
Michael clutched Simon’s shirt and tugged Simon to him. He buried his face in Simon’s neck. Simon felt the damp glide of tears on his skin. Michael was going to hate this show of weakness later, but for now. Simon held Michael while his shoulders shook. Simon’s heart ached with each silent sob.
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