“I’m sorry I did it without you.” Jack’s expression twisted, frustration and guilt at war with each other. “When you did come back… I’d changed your entire world. You didn’t even get a choice about it.” He plucked at the bear again. “I feel bad about that.” His eyes opened and caught on their Christmas tree. On their matching stockings. Wandered back to their ornament and the picture within the small frame. Would they have had any of this if they hadn’t been outed? If they had to stay in hiding? He reached for Jack’s hand. “I told you before. I wouldn’t change anything. This, all of this, is
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