“You’re not this quiet, lost person. Where did you go?” I cupped her cheek and searched her eyes for the vibrant, full-of-life fighter that was somewhere in there. “Most people like me to shut up,” she said quietly. I grunted, “Not me. Where’s the snarky, smart-mouthed, opinionated woman?” “She’s still here.” “I miss her,” I confessed. She craned her head back. “You miss that woman?” “The world feels incomplete without her.” She momentarily glanced away, her lips quivering as if she were trying not to smile. “You talk like a man who has it bad.” I caressed her cheek as I let go. “I am a man
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