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“I’ve loved you since that first moment on the playground, when you threw wood chips in those bullies’ faces.” His eyes shimmered. “I love you when you’re angry, I love you when you’re sad, and I love you when your head is filled with thoughts so terrifying you don’t think you can share them with me. In fact”—he squeezed my hand—“that’s when I love you most.”
How to Hide in Plain Sight
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