Chapter 182
Mireille's POV
Mireille already looked worn. As soon as I walked into the kitchen and saw her slumped at the counter, I wanted to wrap her in my jacket and carry her upstairs. I hadn’t been around as much as I wished I could, and I didn’t think she’d been sleeping. She looked exhausted and sick. Her collarbones were poking out of the wide neck of her t-shirt, and I thought, I didn’t have the bandwidth to worry about her health on top of everything else.
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