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Chapter 18: Memory is a Tricky Thing

I love you, Saz Fairweather.

It’s more than a whisper, but the words nearly topple me down on top of her. Allie’s eyes flutter closed as she drifts off into dreamland and I manage to untangle myself from her legs and collapse on the floor beside her. Allie? In love with me? I catch my breath and scoop her into my arms, walking into the bedroom. She looks so small as I tuck her in for the night. Like a sleeping angel. I wander through the apartment in search of the bathroom and comb ...

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