[As she always had, she reaches to brush her fingers lightly over his scars, as though she could smooth away his wounds with a touch. It was a familiar notion, and just further proof that even the months and possibly years that had separated them couldn't keep them apart.
He is, and always would be, her closest friend.]
Will you bring one next time? [She leans closer, her forehead touching his, her voice softening as though she's confiding in him a great secret.] You know, I am very scared.
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and possibly yearsthat had separated them couldn't keep them apart.He is, and always would be, her closest friend.]
Will you bring one next time? [She leans closer, her forehead touching his, her voice softening as though she's confiding in him a great secret.] You know, I am very scared.