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I washed again, put on clothes straight on my wet naked body and went home.
I understood that the minimum that will be at home is that you will leave me, and most likely you will kill.

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I opened the door and went into the apartment.
You did not sleep and sat in the room.
I walked in and leaned my shoulder against the door jamb, began to look at you silently, awaiting sentence.
How long have you been so? – you asked.
Always – I answered laconically.
Tell me – you asked just as quietly.
It will take a lot of time – I answered almost in a whisper.
We have a lot of time – you answered, getting up to meet me.
You came up and kissed me on the lips.

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