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... God help him, that’s what gutted him the most.
Not the cold. Not the way the dorm doors swung open. Not even the way his heart stuttered like a dying engine in his chest.
No. It was her. Standing there, hair falling over one shoulder, cheeks flushed from the winter air.
She looked...normal, beautiful, untouched. Like she hadn’t been wrecked the way he was. Like she’d slept through the nights that kept him wide awake.
As if nothing had happened.
Like she h ...
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