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“That was intense.”
I laughed, but my knees felt weak.
“Yeah.”
“Are you okay?”
I looked at him.
There it was again. His instinct to check on me after being the one hurt.
“I will be,” I said. “Are you?”
He considered it.
Then he nodded.
“Yeah. I think I am.”
Inside, I made hot chocolate because neither of us knew what else to do after a family structure collapses continue reading …
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