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Look at me, Emma. Her eyes are full, the lids heavy. Graham, she breathes. I need you to hear me. Cradling her head in my hands, thumbs sweeping her tears away, I stare into her eyes. I belong to you. There is no one else. All I want is to be where you are.

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