Her eyes fall closed as she sighs. “Mali, I swear to God. Nothing is sacred anymore.” “I don’t get it though. Why would you quit?” She shrugs. “They wanted me to come back to working in person, which wasn’t something I was willing to do.” My heart is racing as I stare at her in complete awe. “But that job is your dream.” “No, H,” she says softly, looking right into my eyes, “You are my dream.” The widest grin I’ve had in the last year and a half forces its way through. I reach up and tuck a strand of hair behind her ear then graze my thumb over her cheek as I lean in. We meet in the middle,
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