"I dunno," I admit with a cough of laughter, half afraid to let him go. The moment still feels fragile, and I know that it doesn't mean everything's fixed. We could easily slip back down into something awful. Something hopeless.
Still, I pull away from him as much as I dare to, my hand still on his face as I push to my feet.
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Still, I pull away from him as much as I dare to, my hand still on his face as I push to my feet.