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... Not a memory. Not a face on a screen. Her here, solid and real, her own eyes swimming with the same disbelieving joy that was currently drowning me.
I launched myself at her, my arms locking around her frame with a force that was probably painful. I buried my face in the familiar softness of her shoulder, the scent of her laundry detergent and her perfume a time capsule to every safe moment I had ever known.
"You’re here," I sobbed, the words fracturing into her shirt. The tears ...
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