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John held Sarah's hand as they walked to their building. their hands interlocked, keeping eachother warm, and feeling safe in general.

John was content with this. Sarah had said what she said, and he knew he couldn't stay overly mad at her. she obviously felt worse than John knew, and he couldn't hold that against her.

Sarah was marginally the same, only she didn't know how John was able to forgive her like he did. he just realised she was having a hard time with it, just as much as he hated to hear it. she wanted to take every word back, but that wasn't possible.

the two slept in the same bed again that night. John holding Sarah close to his body, making her feel much safer than she had ever felt in his arms.

uwu that's the end

edit 07/20: NO ITS NOT KEEP SCROLLING PLEASE HAHA :D

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