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“We both sleep on the couch,” he declares. “Together.”
“I might not remember my name, or anything about who I am. But I could never be near you and not know exactly what you are to me.”
“I have lots of free time. Very few interests. Just the one, really.” He glances in my direction.
“I didn’t suddenly find you anything. I always knew you were . . . cute.”

