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... et go. "Sorry, Zoe, I can’t remember anything right now. All I want to do is cuddle you."
I scratched the softest patch of fur under her chin, and she stuck out her tongue, a little clumsily, to lick my palm. The sensation was ticklish and wet, carrying a strange intimacy. We tumbled into a heap, our laughter filling the room and chasing away all the gloom and distance between us.
’This feels so natural, so familiar,’ I thought, ’as if this is how it was always supposed to be bet ...
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