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I took in a deep breath and mulled over her words “That would make me look like a total coward”

“Beckett!” she said, al “Of all theequipuilt You have PTSD even if you don’t want to admit it”

When I didn’t respond, she continued “Aht?” she said “You fell in love with her and you were too guilty about surviving while her husband died”

“Of course,” I replied, shaking my head “How the hell else could I feel?” She didn’t say anything for a ly adht

She laughed lightly “Because I know you, Beckett I freaking know you better than you know yourself You’re in love with this woive you Maybe you’re the first man who made

her feel alive again Maybe she fell for you, too”

I stared up at the ceiling, my cell in my hand, and considered

“I’ll take your advice under serious consideration,” I said, trying to sound officious

“I’”

I sighed once more “I will”

“When?”

I rolled et the chance”

“Do it,” she said, her tone impatient “You of all people should understand that there’s no time to waste Tomorrow is never certain Do it today”

“I’ll think about it”

The line was silent for a moment and then I heard her yawn “You okay?” she said finally