"It was probably just a dream," he said again, softer this time, clearly worried by how long she'd gone quiet.Skylar looked at him — really looked, past the sleep-mussed hair and the coffee-stained shirt and the achingly familiar concern in his eyes — and felt something in her chest settle, slowly, into a strange, aching mixture of grief and gratitude she didn't fully understand yet."Maybe," she said quietly, though some stubborn part of her refused to fully believe it.He squeezed her hand once, gently, then flopped backward onto the mattress with the boneless ease of someone who'd never once fought a monster, never once held back an apocalypse, never once had to choose, out loud, with absolute certainty, to keep someone despite impossible odds.Skylar watched him settle, watched the familiar, comfortable weight of him sink into the mattress beside her, his stomach — soft, unbothered, entirely un-chiseled by any of the desperate battles she could feel slipping further from memory w
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