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Chapter One Hundred Five : Cole pov

The flight home from Berlin was quiet. Jay was asleep. His head was on my shoulder. His hand was in mine. The plane was dark. The engines hummed. I stared out the window. Watched the clouds. Thought about everything.

The girl. The painting. The curator. The solo exhibition. Jay's face when she said yes. Simone's smile. Klaus's daughter touching the frame.

"You're awake," Jay mumbled.

"I'm awake."

"You're thinking."

"I'm always thinking."

"Too loud."

I smiled
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