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a small water droplet formed in the corner of calum's eye, beckoning for iris to erase it. 

she leaned forward, wiping it away from his pale brown skin. 

brushing his highlighted bangs from his face, she pressed her lips against his forehead.

 "everything's going to be alright, calum thomas" iris murmured.

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