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Adrenalin flooded through me and I felt the sting of tears. My jaw must have hit the floor. I couldn’t believe it. He didn’t look any different. His eyes were still so alert and clear; his dark hair a mess of curls.
I was so happy to see him again and I jumped up and wrapped my arms around him. He only hesitated for a second before his arms encircled me. He was here and he was alright and his brain wasn’t messed up and the relief was so intense. The tears came easily and I started to cry on his shoulder. I couldn’t help it.
Then I remembered that to him, I wasn’t even the same person. He would be weirded out by this strange woman who’d rushed out and crushed him in a bear hug. I started to pull away, but he held me close.
“It’s okay,” he whispered. “It’s good to see you.” he added.
