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She frowned, watching him. She said nothing, but her lips were pursed stubbornly.
"I'm not that hungry.."
"But this time.."
"Now we're not."
"I convinced you to go in the rain with me."
"Why can't we share?"
She went quiet, her brows furrowing. "What if it's my fault?"
"And so have I."
She said nothing, keeping close. "Did this happen because we went out in the rain?"
"Why don't you?"
She sighed, her grip sure. "Rowan.."
He shrugged. "I don't think so."
She buried her face in his shoulder. "But.. What if you don't get better and I did nothing to help?"
He chuckled before shaking his head. "No, but I was just seeing."
She huffed stubbornly. "Fine."
"Just making sure."
"But.. I should. It will help."
"You're 27. How old am I?"
She frowned, her brows furrowing. "Why not?"
"I can do it," she replied. "Would that work?"
