ESSENCE “Are you okay?” Lucian asked for the umpteenth time as he drove us home, one hand on the wheel and the other gently resting on my thigh like I might float away if he let go. I nodded once again, but my nod felt like a lie. “I don’t know,” I finally muttered, staring out the window like I w
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