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Oh, God. Oh, God.
It's okay. " He cupped my cheeks in his palms and brushed his thumbs under my eyes.
"Look at me. " He tugged on my hair until I glanced over my right shoulder, my body twisting slightly.
But for whatever reason, you decided you needed to hijack my day. Then to top it all off, you had to ruin that meal, too!" Chris hugged me when I turned and leaned my head against his chest, suddenly feeling exhausted.
It had to be.