Steve held her tight, as though afraid for a moment that if he let go, she would slip away. In truth, he was. Everything he'd seen, he sometimes wondered if he wasn't still in some prison, doped up out of his mind or lost inside himself, that it could all vanish in an instant.
But if it was a fantasy... it was a damn good one.
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