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Muddling through the motions
(Tessa) The next morning, mom discharged both Rowan and I. As we were leaving I saw Mom stop and speak to Silas and Jenna privately. Rowan took my hand and led the way out. I glanced at his profile as we walked in comfortable silence. The bags under his eyes had darkened. I knew he didn't sleep last night. I felt him jerk himself awake every time he'd start to nod off. He spent the hours softly tickling different parts of my skin: my arm, my face, my neck. It was so relaxing and helped me to get some much needed rest. I worried about him in his current state but he didn't seem ready to talk about it. I gave his hand a reassuring squeeze and he squeezed back, turning and giving me a soft smile. When I looked up at his face I let out a small gasp, his eyes were a striking blue. "What's
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