Handy sniffled and reached up to wipe his eyes, working to regain his composure but not letting go of her. "I'm here now," he said, as much to reassure himself as for Rose's sake. He was still terrified by the thought of what was to come, but he forced himself to try to let go of it. He couldn't change what had happened in Rose's past, but he could change how he was right now - and right now, he desperately didn't want to hurt her any more.
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