The first thing that I did was check for Michael's pulse.
My fingers flew to his neck as I knelt down beside Angel boy on the ground.
His skin felt cold against mine. Panic rushed through me for a moment when I failed to feel the rhythm of his pulse over the loud beating of my own heart. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and tried again.
Relief flooded my system when I felt the slightest movement underneath my fingers. I released the breath I didn't realize I was holding and swept the hair that fell over Michael's eyes aside. "Michael," I whispered, staring into his sleeping face. A slight tug pulled at my heart as I realized it was the first time I was this close to him since we had our fight. My mind told me to stand back and stay away, but my heart longed for the contact of his skin a……
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