Chapter 7
“This is what it feels like,” she whispered.
Wyatt turned down the TV. “What?”
She smiled, eyes shining.
“To be seen and not be alone.”
Wyatt didn’t offer some grand speech. He had learned that the most important moments rarely needed one.
He just reached over and took her hand.
And this time, neither of them let go.
THE END
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