With the fingers of one hand, I checked my pulse while grasping hers to check for signs of hers. Her heart was beating wildly; It was mine that had stopped.
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Pulse
With the fingers of one hand, I checked my pulse while grasping hers to check for signs of hers. Her heart was beating wildly; It was mine that had stopped.
