THE CENTRE OF THE STORM

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Wholeness, I learned, was a fragile, fleeting state. The perfect, breathless tangle lasted only a minute before the practicalities of being three human bodies in one bed reasserted themselves. Someone’s elbow was pinned. A leg cramp threatened. The silence, once sated, began to hint at a new uncertainty Eva was the first to move, slipping out from the covers with that same unselfconscious grace. “I’m going to raid your mini-bar for water,” she announced, padding naked across the room. She didn’t hide her body, and the normalcy of it -the casual way she examined the tiny bottles - was more intimate than anything before. She was a person, not just a fantasy. Leo watched her for a second, then his eyes snapped back to me, wide with a dazed hilarity. He whispered, “This is the weirdest a

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