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... han it really was. Maybe because we weren’t in a hurry. Maybe because her hand was looped around my arm, holding tight the way she always did when she was in a good mood.
Students spilled around us in every direction. Laughter. Footsteps. A couple of people rushing toward the library with their coffees like their lives depended on it. The campus was alive again after the quiet weekend, the Monday buzz crawling in through every corner.
And yet, with her beside me, it didn’t feel o ...
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