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Holt was si on the cake

“You all right?” Holt asked, kissing the top of her head “You’re being quiet That’s an ano”

“I’”

He tugged on a piece of her hair “About…?”

“Us Life Choices” She rested her chin on his c

hest and studied his, really”

He followed her line of vision, a frown co over his face “Like my scars”

“Well, yeah” She blew her hair out of her face “It’s so to lie Not the scars, per se, but the things that caused them…and the ones I can’t see”

He stiffened “They’re justelse”

“I know” She bit down on her lower lip “But they are more I can see the shadows that haunt you I’m not blind, you know”

“Yeah, and they’re going to stay where they belong—behind me Buried and hidden and mine Just mine” He shifted away frohtmares, and the headaches, and the episodes”

She knelt beside hi to back down “I know And it’s all a part of you”

“Yeah, the bad parts,” heat me like that”

“Like what?”

“Like you want to fix h his hair “I can’t be fixed with a tender conversation and a kiss This is ood and the bad”