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Luna pretended it didn't hurt as Saul listed off the things he loved about Farah. She reached out to touch his hand gently before walking away, the sound of her heels echoing in the hallway.
Farah froze. Slowly she went to the door and opened it. Standing there, with her hair down and still wet while only wearing a bra and a thin slip, she looked as vulnerable as she felt. "Saul…" she whispered, her eyes shining with held-back tears.