donβt know how long I cried. It felt like ages, but it could have been two minutes. My eyes hurt. Everything hurt. Wilder was still rumbling in a soothing way. He gently guided me to the couch, leaving me tucked into his chest. He sat down and sort of pulled me into his lap as he did, like I was a little kid.
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