“I love you,” I say, without thinking, without planning. Zoe’s eyes go wide. For the first time I see a clear resemblance to her sister Cat. She looks startled and frightened. “You do?” she says. I have to laugh. “Why are you surprised? Hasn’t it been obvious for a while?” “When did you start loving me?” I think back. “In the infirmary. When you told me not to pity you.” She shakes her head at me, a slow smile stealing over her soft, full lips. “I love you too, Miles,” she says. “Since when?” Now she’s smiling all the way, her eyes gleaming. “Since I saw you naked,” she says. I laugh, seizing
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