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... Alvar lay on the bed beside me, one arm under my head, the other gently brushing my hair back as if afraid I might crumble again.
I sniffed once.
Then snuggled closer.
He let out a small, helpless laugh—the kind that melted somewhere deep in my chest—and cupped my face.
"Gosh... look at those swollen eyes," he murmured, thumbing beneath them gently. "It looks like someone punched you."
"You should thank yourself," I muttered.
His mouth twitched. ...
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