When he looked down, his eyes blurred behind thick tears. Every photo was of him. Every
snapshot was a random moment he'd shared with Maggie, but all from her point of view;
all an angle of him. His smile, his crooked nose, his shaggy blond hair, his hands, his lips. It
was all him.
For so long, he'd been holding onto her, and all along she'd been holding onto him.
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