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Leo is learning how to breathe again. Maddie is still the calm in his storm.
They're older now-changed by time, by pain, by everything they've fought to survive. But some things don't change. Like the way he looks at her. Like the way she always knows what he needs, even when he doesn't.
This is a story about love that grows with you. About holding space for someone even when it hurts. About choosing each other-again and again-even when the world keeps pulling you apart.
And maybe... about finding your way back when you never really let go.
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And she hasn't looked at me in twenty minutes.
I know it's not personal. I know she's not trying to be cold. But it feels like I'm on the outside of something I didn't even know I could be outside of.
I swallow hard and move toward her before I can talk myself out of it.
She glances up as I approach, blinking like she didn't expect me to come over. Her smile flickers but doesn't quite fade.
I reach for the hem of her hoodie and tug on it lightly-just enough for her to feel it.
"Maddie," I say, quietly. "I really don't like this."
Her body stills.
She looks at me, really looks at me now, and the sound of the others fades a little. Her eyes soften, but her shoulders don't drop. Not yet.
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Continuation of "The Softest Parts of Me" Book 1
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