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“Are you…living one of my romance novels vicariously through me?” he asks, playfully, but I sense it’s a veil for more of his doubts. “Maybe that’s what you’re doing to me,” I tease in return. “No, Riley,” he whispers. “Nobody could write you.”
There’s fragility when people break you, but there’s fragility in being put back together too. With every touch, Riley is returning a piece of me I didn’t think I’d ever get back.