Zinna waited for Monica to release her hand, only she didn't. She should pull her own hand free, but something inside wouldn't allow her to. She imagined it was Megan holding her hand. It felt good to be touched again, touched by her Megan, Megan who shared the same feelings she did. It'd been so long since she'd felt the flesh of Megan this close to her own. Old familiar feelings stirred inside her. Those feelings and yearnings now seeped to the edge of her consciousness, engulfing her in the mysteries which lay ahead just as they did when they were sixteen and knew they had no control over their feelings for one another. Her mind unconditionally convinced her that it was Megan holding her hand and tears rolled down her face as the song ended. The ache in her chest engulfed her.
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