Gael stood in the hallway, the bathroom door shut firmly behind him. He leaned his forehead against the cool plaster of the wall, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird. He took a deep breath, trying to scrub the image from his mind, but it was burned there. The vulnerability, the curve of her spine, the sheer terror in her eyes.
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