[ such a far cry from the woman who held him at an arm's length—even she can hardly believe how easily it comes to her lips. and she doesn't want to stop saying it.
every inch of her feels covered in goosebumps. she could laugh. she could—cry? no, not that one. drops back into his lap so she can look, really look, at his face. ]
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every inch of her feels covered in goosebumps. she could laugh. she could—cry? no, not that one. drops back into his lap so she can look, really look, at his face. ]
Where... Where is she? Is she back?
[ you know who. ]