#17461 - I couldn’t help but laugh along with her, my mind a turmoil of guilt, fear and possibilities. At least I don’t want to be here when they do” Despite the feelings of guilt that were trying to invade my head, I wanted to make the most of this time together. She was leaning in the doorway of the kitchen watching me cook, her hand running through her still wet hair.
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