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All she can say in her loud, ragged chokes is I love you, I love you, I love you.
She didn’t have time, she didn’t say it, she couldn't say it.
“Please—please, I was so close,” Rumi sobs, her hand squeezing and squeezing Zoey’s own, “I love you, Zoey—Zo, Zoey, Zoey.”
No one responds.
“Zoey.” Her voice cracks.
No one listens.
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Or: Zoey as Gwen, Rumi as Spider-Man, and one suspicious clock-tower
