Let Me Go

โ€œI canโ€™t sleep,โ€ she whispered as she crawled into bed and spooned against my back. โ€œJesus, youโ€™re cold,โ€ I murmured. She only snuggled closer, throwing her leg over mine. I lay there for a few beats, caught between my alcohol-induced sleep and wakefulness, until I realized whatever this cold thing pressed against my back was, …

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