Then I placed a kiss on her forehead.
I love you, Aoi.
I hesitated before leaning over to give her a kiss on the lips.
Her lips were warm and soft, but deathly still.
I pulled away and sat next to her bedside watching her breathe. Her chest rhythmically rising and falling.
Was she at peace? What was she dreaming of? Was I there in her dreams to keep her company? To fight off the nightmares?
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