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... ave. Not because I trusted him completely. Because every instinct in me said that moving—suddenly, wrongly—would make this worse.
His fingers slid carefully through my hair, separating strands that had stuck together with blood.
The touch was firm but deliberate, like he was handling something fragile he didn’t want to break.
I flinched anyway.
He didn’t pull away. He didn’t snap at me either. He just paused, hand hovering near my scalp, waiting.
"Sorry," ...
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