there’s surely a solution.” “You’d love a man with a few months to live?” “I wouldn’t have any other man.” More tears. More sniffles. I grab her face and kiss her mouth deeply, and she grabs on to me as she welcomes me home. Her body falls into mine, and everything in her melts. I kiss her for all the times I couldn’t kiss her. I kiss her until we’re breathing each other in. When I pull back, I whisper against her mouth, “I’m not dying, Lisichka” She blinks a few times. “But Ilya said—” “He lied to make us get back together.” “What about the plane? Aren’t you going to a private clinic in
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