sometimes just lying there. At some point we both fell asleep, I felt myself drift off and there was no stopping it.
I yelled out ’Peter!’ But as his name left my lips I was in my bed in my flat in Edinburgh again, with a pain in my chest. A pain of loss for a man I could never truly be with. At least not in real life.
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