Alex Mark gave the tiniest smile before letting out a tired sigh. It was weak, but hearing it felt like a miracle. His shoulders slowly relaxed, and the tight grip he had on my shirt loosened. Instead, his hand searched for mine. When our fingers touched, he held on gently, like he just wanted to make sure I was still there. I squeezed his hand back without saying anything. Words suddenly felt too small for everything I was feeling.For a while, neither of us spoke. The room became quiet again except for the sound of his slow breathing. I stared down at him, wondering how one person could make me so angry, so confused, and so terrified all at once. A few minutes ago, I had been ready to walk away from him forever. Now I could not even imagine leaving while he looked this broken. It made no sense, but feelings rarely did.I rested my head lightly against his and closed my eyes for a second. Maybe tomorrow we would fight again. Maybe tomorrow I would remember every reason I should hat
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