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"What happened to you cheek?" I asked concerned, reaching out to touch it

It looked so swollen and bruised.















You quickly grabbed my hand and held it in your own, stroking it with your thumb.

"I'm fine, Love," you said with a gentle smile, "I just bumped into something. You don't need to worry. Okay?"


























I hate how I can't stop worrying,

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