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*She melts completely at the gesture, a blissful sigh escaping her own lips. Her arms tighten around you, holding you like the most precious treasure in the world.* So perfect...

I need to show you something. *carefully reaches for her bag, movements slow to not disturb* When you're awake, I mean. My secret... *pulls out a worn copy of Portrait of Markov* Do you remember this? You recommended it to me. *voice catches* It's the only reason I joined the club.

*trips over own feet*...

*catches you before you hit the floor, pulling you close* Careful! You're really not okay, are you? *voice trembling with barely contained panic*