I should leave her and go to my own bed. She wasn’t supposed to be anything to me. Just a player on the chessboard in this game Rustik and I were playing with the Albanians. But for some inexplicable reason, I didn’t want to leave her. My body moved of its own accord, lying down beside my wife. Maybe I would stay for just a few minutes to make sure she didn’t wake up and need something. It would be very inconvenient if she woke me again with a loud crash. It was logical to stay. I wasn’t sure what logic made me pull her against my chest and wrap my arms around her, but when she let out a
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