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“I thought for sure this was where we were going to end,” she whispers. “Apart. I was so close to fading away.” I take her slim cheek in my hand, leaning my forehead against hers. “Don’t disappear on me now, Goldie. I need you.” “I’m here. I’m still here.”
If We Disappear Here
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