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He took a deep breath, just letting her hold him for a moment. He didn't like lying like that. But he was extremely relieved to get this confirmation that the police suspected nothing so far. Of course, that could always change, but he knew their plan had been airtight. There was no way.
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She held him silently as she stroked his hair. She kissed his temple softly. "You did good...." She murmured. "We got away with it. Our family is no longer in danger."
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He nodded slowly, squeezing her hand. "...I still don't believe it," he said softly.
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"I know. But it's true." She kissed his hand. "Don't worry about it. You have school to look forward to.'
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He took a deep breath and nodded, looking at her. "...I do. The course starts next month." He looked down. "...Hey, um... if you want to go visit Peter then I understand," he said softly. "Just... think well. It might be hard for him to see you. Stir up old stuff," he murmured.
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She nodded and stroked the back of his hand with her thumb. "That's exciting. I'm proud of you." She said softly. When he mentioned visiting Peter, she looked away. "I'll behave. I'm just worried. I still care about him. I just... I never should have let it get that far."
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He looked at her. "I know you'll behave. I just don't trust he will. He's still getting over you, probably. It might... It might be shit for him to be reminded of how... lovable you are."
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She sighed and nodded. "I know.... I... Gods, I never should have slept with him."
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He squeezed her hand silently. "It's up to you."
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She looked at him. "I'll leave if he starts to flirt."