Kelly perched on the edge of the bed, her fingers stiff and cold as they grasped the letter.
Zev wrote letters? The thought struck her like a bolt of lightning. It was hard to imagine him doing something so ... deliberate. So thoughtful. Zev was the type to focus solely on survival, to never pause long enough to leave any sort of legacy or sentiment behind.
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