And I felt arms encircle me, pull me into an embrace that I craved, even though it made me so, so sad. “You should not be here,” I wept against his skin. “You were not supposed to be here.” Fly away, I wanted to beg. Even as I, ever the traitor, pulled him closer. Fly away from all of this. I felt his back shudder with a broken inhale. “They have nothing holding you anymore,” I said, between sobs. “There is nothing—nothing to make you stay.” “Don’t.” His whisper was raw and throaty. And I felt his tears mix with mine, hot against my cheek as our bodies folded around each other. “Don’t be
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