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I never expected that his presence would change my life. I thought I could control it like I had before. But this is heavier. Liam was right, I can't even control my own fear.It's three in the morning, and I still can't close my eyes. My body is tired, but my eyes refuse to fall asleep.I pull my blanket, covering half of my body. Meanwhile, David sits beside me, silent, thinking about something I can't guess. His breath is steady."Sleep, Hanna. You have to sleep." His voice softly greets my ears at three in the morning."I can't." I say flatly. My position doesn't change, still facing away from him. "Why do you keep sitting there? You can leave."I hear him sigh. "I can't. I have to make sure that you are alright."
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