CHAPTER 20
Peace. It was surreal how the conversation from the night before had brought him and Tabitha to this very moment. A faint, flickering ray of hope sparked inside him as he lay awake, eyes wide open, watching her sleep peacefully beside him. His arm draped around her, gently rubbing her arms, feeling the warmth of her presence as she silently snored. When they first arrived home, he had intended to collapse onto the couch. But she had stopped him, her voice soft but firm. "You don’t need to sleep there." "I’m not leaving you alone in the room," he responded, his tone firm, leaving no room for argument. "I am not going to kill myself if that's what you are worried about. And you’ve left me alone at your place plenty of times before." "I am always going to be worried about you, irrespectiv
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