“Zac? What was the hardest?” I blink to find her looking up at me, eyes already heavy with sleep. “If that was the second hardest thing you’ve ever had to do, what was the hardest?” I pull her closer, kissing the top of her head. My cynical Melody, all sharp on the outside but soft as velvet on the inside. A hopeful at heart, and I’m so damn grateful for it. I won’t let her down this time. “Leaving you that night, Mel. That was the hardest thing I’ve ever done. I still don’t know how I managed it.” Her moonlit eyes linger on me for one long second. And then she tucks her chin and succumbs to
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