I did not know how long I have been waiting. Five minutes, five hours? It does not matter. I know I would stay until I was told otherwise, and so did he. My knees ache. The wooden floor biting into my flesh as the muscles in my thighs protest their lack of movement. None of it matters. I just need that click. The one morsel of sound that signals his arrival, that makes my breath catch in
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