[ For a moment, he almost lets her go because she doesn't seem to want that kind of comfort, but then she leans into him and so he keeps his hand there, fingers gently brushing through her hair.
Just a little bit ...
Me too.
He leans his head against hers, and squeezes his eyes shut.
We should have had so much more time.
He doesn't say anything else, because he no longer trusts his own voice. ]
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Just a little bit ...
Me too.
He leans his head against hers, and squeezes his eyes shut.
We should have had so much more time.
He doesn't say anything else, because he no longer trusts his own voice. ]