three times. The man whose wedding suit I had quietly paid for when he could not afford it.

Now he spoke to me as if I were something heavy he had finally grown tired of lifting.

“I never asked you to carry me,” I said.

Tessa leaned back and smiled.

“Then we understand each other.”

I slowly nodded.

“Yes,” I replied. “I believe we finally do.”

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