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“One thing at a time,” I joked. “I still want to spend time with you. Don’t think you’re getting rid of me that easily.”

“Of course not. You’re all I have left,” she murmured, withdrawing again to place a hand on my cheek. I clasped her hand, but the smile we shared was tinged with sorrow.

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