"I'll follow the maps you left," I said.
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"You always thought you were in charge," she said, and her eyes—earth and storm—were full of a tenderness that made my jaw unclench. "You built your life like a fortress. Do you remember when you forbade me from climbing the attic, said I'd break something fragile?" "I'll follow the maps you left," I said