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... that.
Minutes. Hours. Could’ve been days for all I cared.
June had stopped shaking, at least. Stopped fighting me like a feral cat.
Now she was in my lap, curled so small it fucking shattered me to look at her. I sat on the cold concrete, legs aching, back against the wall, and just... held her. One arm around her waist, the other hand running through her hair over and over until my fingers got caught in the tangles.
Her hair smelled wrong. Like antiseptic and swe ...
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