"I hope you're right," Tasha murmured, and clung to Gavin ever tighter. The light reflected off the moisture on the tombstones, and there was a certain beauty in that. She frowned as she saw Chiara putting away her camera, but she supposed it was fair enough. Might as well capture something worth remembering here. "Do you still need to say goodbye?" she asked.
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