AbigailA girl, unmistakably young, was throwing herself into his arms. She couldn’t have been more than fifteen, maybe sixteen. Her movement looked impulsive, her arms coming up around his shoulders.Alexander reacted instantly. He pushed her away from himself, his expression affronted, his posture stiff with surprise. The girl wasn’t deterred. She grabbed his hand, her fingers curling around his as she said something I couldn’t quite hear. Whatever it was, it softened him, just a little, enough that the edge in his expression dulled.I stepped into the room, and my entrance didn’t escape either of them. Both Alexander and the girl turned to look at me.I gave Alexander a small smile. “Hey.”The effect was immediate. He turned toward me fully, that guarded reserve he wore around most people slipping. He released the girl’s hand and started toward me, his smile genuine, his eyes searching my face.“Hey. How are you feeling?” he asked, concern threading through his voice.Before I coul
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