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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2014 11:24 pm
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"I was gone too." His head tipped under her touch, and in many ways, he was her opposite: his own emotions an open book written across his face, the way he held himself. She was winning him over, even if slowly, that edge of heartbroken misery fading away already.
After a moment, he stood: one rolling, graceful, well-practiced motion.
"I've...I've barely settled in, but with things how they are..." He floundered, shrugged, tucking arms in around his body. "I thought you'd be here."
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