You’d rather make up a fantasy version of somebody in your head than be with a real person.
Jenny Han, To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before
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The worn picture was wedged in the pages of a book. “Was she someone to you?”
Kai took the picture from them, brushing her thumb over it, “Everything.”
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“Thanks for staying.” He mumbled, reaching for her hand. Kai put her head on his shoulder. “I’m not going anywhere. I’ll always be here. As long as you need me, as long as you want me.”
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