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... old, living thing. Frost clings to the edges of the streetlights, making them haloed and soft.
Our breath clouds in the air, brief ghosts that vanish as quickly as they appear.
Deniz’s hand is still in mine. Warm. Solid. Fingers laced like they’ve found where they belong.
"Let’s go," he says softly, and tugs me gently toward his apartment building.
I follow. Silent. My cheeks burn despite the cold, my mind a tangled knot of guilt.
Why did I ask that stupid ...
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