Two days later, Reena came home from a day of meetings at three different art galleries and then shopping. She stood for a minute, trying to recall the new door code that Mitch had insisted from his hospital bed that she set, then she punched it in. She opened the door, precariously juggling two bags of groceries with her laptop bag and a cup of takeaway coffee.From behind her, large hands appeared out of nowhere and grabbed the groceries. She gave a small scream and turned. “Shhhh. It’s OK, sugar. It’s me.”Mitch was standing there in the hallway. She stared at him, took in the bruising and damage on his cheek, the stitches on his temple.“What are you doing here?” she said, astonished. “You’re supposed to be in the hospital for two more days!”He smiled. “And I’m happy to see you, too.” “But…”“Hush, babe. Let’s get inside and we’ll talk, OK?”She followed him in, torn between being thrilled to see him and worried about him not being in the hospital. Mitch deposited the groceries
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