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Cliff exclaims, and for a moment, it’s almost like old times—the four of us together, laughing, sharing stories.
But then Augustine is seized by another coughing fit, and the illusion shatters. When she settles again, there’s blood on her lips. The doctor steps forward to wipe it away, checking her monitors with a grim expression.
“I’m so glad,” Augustine says, “that… you two found your way back to each other. When you first met, I told Cliff that I’d never seen two mates more perfectly matched. Do you remember that, Cliff?”
“I do,” he says with a nod. “I know you said you were being a romantic old fool.”
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