His grip on her hand was strong. That's how she knew he never wanted her to let go.
That is until his grip loosened, then she knew it was time to go.
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Grip
His grip on her hand was strong. That's how she knew he never wanted her to let go.
That is until his grip loosened, then she knew it was time to go.
