’He’s here, he’s here!’ I think gleefully, bouncing in the balls of my feet ‘Finally, I’ll get him all to myself!’ I lean over his unconscious form, as beautiful as I remember, even without the angel wings and halo. Perfect. I lean over him, my face maybe a foot away from his, my eyes are bright Wake up, Doll.
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