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Rosalie's POV We planned it at his kitchen table. It was my suggestion, and I was a little surprised to hear myself make it. I had talked about the planning meeting like it was a professional project, as if organizing a formal meeting for a seven-year-old's birthday were a perfectly normal thing that required a precise schedule and a kitchen table. He said Saturday morning would work if Lucy was at Mrs. Willow's. I agreed and showed up with a notepad. We sat side by side at his table, a sheet of paper between us, and I wrote down the things Lucy had told me. I had already been doing the same thing in the margins of my own notes for two weeks because Lucy had been very clear about her requirements, and I didn't want to miss anything. The dinosaur theme. Nonnegotiable. That decision had been made in October. Ten friends from school. She had a precise list. She had ranked them by importance to the success of the party and entrusted the ranking to me, which I respected by not sho
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"Why not?" I asked. I knew the shape of the answer. I had heard versions of it in Dr. Harper's office and on his couch one Saturday morning. But I wanted to hear this particular version. The one from tonight, the one that came after three hours of intense conversation. "Every time someone showed interest," he said, "I thought about a dark-haired girl with a sketchbook in her hands, sitting at the kitchen table and drawing the light on a curtain. The girl who looked at me as if I were worth paying attention to."Not the soldier. Not the decorated officer. Me. Exactly as I was. The person hiding behind all the distance I kept between myself and everyone else." He stopped. "I couldn't find that in anyone else because I wasn't looking for anyone else." I made a small sound. It was quiet and involuntary, and I was glad he couldn't see my face. He heard it. "I know it isn't fair to put that on you," he said. "I know it puts a weight on the past that it shouldn't have to carry. I
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Rosalie's POV The apartment was empty when I got home. Lucy was at Mrs. Willow's. I had called before leaving Aiden's building, and Mrs. Willow had said, "Of course. Take your time. She and Lucy are in the middle of a card game, and neither of them is ready to stop." I let myself in. I stood in the entryway for a moment. Then I sat down on the floor. Not the fire escape. Not the kitchen chair. Not the couch. The floor of the entryway, my back against the wall, my keys still in my hand, because sometimes you come home from something overwhelming and the floor is the only place you want to be. I sat there for ten minutes. I replayed what had happened. Three hours. We had talked for three hours about things that had nothing to do with custody, Lucy's schedule, Elena, or any other external structure that had forced us into the same room. We had talked about what was underneath it all. The military, what it had been and what it had done to him. His father. The precise me
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"I know I did," I said. "I'm repeating it because I want you to understand that the feeling itself wasn't wrong. I was right about what I felt. I made a catastrophic mistake in how I handled it." She looked down at her hands. A long silence. Then she said, "I felt the same way." I looked at her. "That night," she said, "I felt like someone finally saw me. Not the image I projected. Not the younger Russo, or Jeffery's little sister, or the girl who was always underfoot. Me."Like you had been watching me for years without really seeing me, and then finally looked and saw who I actually was." I remained completely still. "And then, nothing," she said. "The next morning, you looked at me and said what you said, and then there was nothing. I decided I had been wrong about what that night meant." She stared at the wall. "I decided you were right. That there was nothing there worth seeing. That the way you looked at me had been temporary and circumstantial, and now that it was
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Aiden's POV She didn't leave after the conversation about PTSD. That was the problem. I had answered her question and expected her to process it, nod, say something practical about the protocols to follow when Lucy was around, and then go home. That would have been consistent with the caution she had shown over the past few months. Gather the information, apply it carefully, maintain the structure. She didn't go home. She sat on the couch and asked another question. It wasn't about Lucy. Not about warning signs, protocols, or clinical information. She asked, "What was coming home like? At the beginning of your deployment. Coming back to civilian life with those two worlds occupying the same body." I looked at her. No one had ever asked me that before. At least, not in that way. Questions about deployment came in two forms. Either abstract, a general and respectful acknowledgment of service that didn't demand specifics. Or questions about the difficulties, specific incid
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"Tell me what happened," I said. He told me. He told me everything clearly and in detail. The news footage. The specific trigger, the combination of visual and auditory stimuli from the area where he had been deployed. The transition, which he described as immediate rather than gradual. The floor and the disorientation of coming back to himself in a space he had moved through without realizing it. The counting synchronized with his breathing. The forty cycles. The morning call to Dr. Garrett. He told me about Lucy. He clarified that part. He explained that when Lucy appeared in the doorway, he had already completed about eight cycles of the breathing protocol and was still deeply disoriented. Her presence had produced an effect his therapist later described as physiologically consistent with what happened when a genuine attachment bond was present during recovery. She had held his hand, and because of that, he had been able to orient himself more quickly than usual. He sa
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