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Inktober – Day 8: Star

The stars glittered relentlessly overhead.

He looked at the time and smiled at me. We had been outside for two straight hours now. I threw my head back and made to lay on the grass. He rolled his index finger around mine, took a breath and sighed.

“Do you know that I love you?”

“Mfa.” I grabbed his hand. “I know these things.”

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