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Minutes later he collapsed beside me on the bed. I reached and turned off the lights and pulled up the covers. I cuddled close to him, my head resting on his shoulder. He wrapped one arm around me and held me close. The other gently held my hand against his chest.
I could hear the deep breathing that proceeded sleep. I was about to ask him if he would remove his mask when I felt myself drifting off to sleep.
I never felt him leave. But in the morning he was gone. He had never spoken a word and I was left more confused than ever. Had it been a dream; a fantasy spun of my imagination and my deep desire for him? I knew it was real. I didn’t know what it meant or what would happen next, but I knew that it was real.
On his pillow, he left his calling card. The queen of hearts.
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