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“Do you love me?” There was a pause before Noah spoke. He shifted in the bed and rested his hand on my cheek. “Madly,” he said, and I felt the truth of it in the pressure of his hand. But when he took it away, the feeling went with it. “Do you love me?” he asked. Hopelessly, I thought. “Madly,” I said.” — Michelle Hodkin
Do you love me?”
There was a pause before Noah spoke. He shifted in the bed and rested his hand on my cheek.
“Madly,” he said, and I felt the truth of it in the pressure of his hand.
But when he took it away, the feeling went with it.
“Do you love me?” he asked.
Hopelessly, I thought. “Madly,” I said.