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Day 4 of your rehabilitation. 39 left to go. I keep telling you that I love you because I can’t do anything else. I can’t hold your hand, hug you, kiss you, stroke your beard, run my fingers through your hair, or fall asleep and wake up safe next to you. I adore you, J. Six weeks for a brighter future is a small price to pay.

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