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[Poor girl. If she was sitting close enough he'd reach for her. Instead he frowns and runs a hand through his hair. He's thought plenty of times about how absurdly fortunate he managed to be despite all the misfortune of his childhood.]

I feel like I owe you another truth for that one.

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