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The first moment John’s eyes went wide as saucers, his mind went completely blank, his body began to move on autopilot. He swung his right, his fist connected with Sherlock’s nose, followed by a sickening crack.
Sherlock didn’t utter a sound; blood soon soaked into his coat. It didn’t take a doctor to know that he just broke his friend’s nose. Except Sherlock wasn’t his friend anymore, was he?
„John, I swear, I don’t…”
„Then don’t!” he interrupted. The strange calmness in his voice surprised even him.
He walked away without looking back. At least now they were both broken.