Eleanor

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“I love you, Will,” she said in a quiet voice. I froze, my hand paused on her temple as I stared down at her. What? My legs nearly gave out from under me, and I gaped at her, pinching my eyebrows together and trying to see if her eyes were open or if she was still sleeping, but . . .
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