Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC | Word Count: 3945 Warnings: Lots of angst, emotional pain, soft Steve
Lily woke slowly and stretched her arms out, expecting to encounter Michael’s warm body. When she found only an empty bed, the night before came rushing back with a clarity which had her eyes snapping open. She thrust her fist against her mouth to stifle her sob, unable to stop the tears from shaking her small frame.
Mom… The pain was so sharp and fresh it hurt to breathe let alone cry. But grief would need to wait until she figured out where the heck she was.
An unfamiliar room greeted her when she managed to catch her breath. Then her eyes landed on the man sleeping propped on his fist in the corner. Her body seized as her mind whirled with the consequences disregarding secret would now have.
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