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        JulianfrozeasReya''''seyessnappedopen.

        "I—I''''msorry,sorry—"hestammered,stumblingbaapanic.

        Hisheelcaughtawkwardlyontheoversizedplushpawofhermascotsuit.Hisbancegaveway,aoppledbackward.

        Reyafellwithhim.

        Hehittheoldcouchwithadullthud.Theworncushionsdidlittletosoftenthefall.Arustedspringpokedathislowerback,makinghisbrowtwitstinctively,thoughnoeyebrowsframedthemotion.

        Reya,cushiohethickyersofherbeareandbyJulian''''sbody,barelyfelttheimpactatall.

        Julianhardlyregisteredthepain.Helurchedupright,wordstumblingoutinafranticrush.

        "I''''msorry—Ididn''''tmean—Ishouldn''''t—I—"

        Hiswordscaughtmid-sentence.

        Reya,stilllyingagainsthischest,liftedheroversizedplushpawsalycuppedhisface.

        Thefabricmuffledhertouch,butthecertaintyiurewasunmistakable.Itwasasif,withoouch,shehadpressedapausebutton.Hislipsparted,theapologytremblingontheedgeofhisbreathbutneverformed.

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