[It could still be a goodbye, Sunny thinks, entirely idle. He feels so oddly calm. Surely, this will all settle in eventually, and that will be it, but...
[She's still here. Does she still love him? Will she spend the night, or leave him alone?
[He wonders...
[Whatever happens, there will be peace, he thinks...
[What more can he say? Chin still hooked over Aubrey's shoulder, he nods...]
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[She's still here. Does she still love him? Will she spend the night, or leave him alone?
[He wonders...
[Whatever happens, there will be peace, he thinks...
[What more can he say? Chin still hooked over Aubrey's shoulder, he nods...]