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... it until his breathing evens out, until the room sinks into that quiet that only comes when the house is asleep. Then I move.
There are too many pillows on this bed anyways those fancy and heavy ones. I stack them anyway, one by one, dragging them between us until there’s a wall from the mattress to our chests.
A stupid wall. But it’s something.
I shove the last pillow into place and lie back down, staring at the ceiling.
"Stay," I mutter under my breath, pressing ...
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