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He hasn’t changed, she thought, then shook her head slowly. No, he has changed, but he’s still—Will. My Will.
ОглавлениеNo.
Yes!
Stop it. Never mind that, look at him. Look at the changes. He’s bigger—taller, older.
His eyes look tired. Beautiful, still staggeringly beautiful, but tired.
Why so tired?
She wanted to cry, to laugh, to hug him—and because she could do none of them, she retreated, through a door she found conveniently placed behind her, and fled into the sanctuary of another hallway.
She needed time—time to think. Time to get her ducks in a row and her heart back under control before she said or did something stupid.
Oh, Lord. Will….
