Chapter Twenty-Four
“Sit, Khải, you look bad.” She directed him to a stone bench that overlooked the water. He sat, and she brushed the hair from his clammy forehead with cool, soft fingers. “You need water.”
When she tried to pull away, he wrapped his arms around her waist and held her close. “Don’t go.”
“Okay,” she said, and she urged him to rest his cheek
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