“I have one question, just to make sure I’ve got this whole thing straight . . . ,” he says eventually, and I roll over so I can look into his eyes. His hand lazily twirls a piece of my hair around his finger, and the whole scene feels like a perfection I couldn’t have imagined even a day ago. “I told you to never surrender to your neighbor . . . who was me.” I burst out a laugh, and his eyes watch the movement, his mouth curving to one side in amusement at my reaction. “Oh my god,” I finally say when I can breathe again. “Yeah, actually. You did.” “Karma really always gets you in the end,
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