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“If I could go anywhere in the world, Indie … it would be inside of you.”
“Indiana Ellington … I love you too.” With a single blink, a tsunami of tears surges down my face. If this is love, then love is overrated. No. It’s flat-out cruel.
Milo buries his face into my hair next to my ear and whispers, “My. Whole. World.”