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Lily had stopped crying, as if she could somehow feel the calm that had settled around us. I gathered my bags with trembling hands, still unable to fully believe what had just happened.
I waited near the exit while he finished his own shopping, watching him through the window as he paid for his items.
“Please,” I said, the words tumbling out. “Give me your number or your email.
I’ll transfer the money to you as soon as I can. I have it, I promise. I think something’s just wrong with my card, or maybe the deposit—”
He shook his head firmly.
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