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She smiled—the dimple again. “You’re going to be okay, you know. Not tonight. Not tomorrow. But eventually.”
“You didn’t know.”
The text came through at 7:03 PM, just as the last of the evening light bled out of the city sky.
Not on the lips—on the temple. A soft, lingering press of her mouth against the place where his headaches always started.