The Choice

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Jim was beside me as I stared at the ceiling my wet hair splayed out all over the half of his pillow. I snuggled in beside him when he smiled turning his head meeting my eyes.
"You gonna sleep okay?" He asked me seeing how the interview with the detectives and others had made me worse. I shook my head no and he kissed my forehead noticing I was extremely cold. Jim sat up taking off his work coat putting it on me the badge and nametag on it.
"I'm just gonna take off my tie in the mirror." He said seeing my look. But he couldn't blame me.
"How long does it take him to grab a set of clothes?" Jim said getting worried.
I shrugged as he sat his tie down daintly and I sat up as he came back to his spot beside me. I snuggled back against him in his jacket as his right hands fingers brushed hair out of my face. Soon we both had fallen asleep.
'I've got to talk to Pete. I need to tell him something important.' I thought.

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