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[ She placed the shears down, replaced them with a brush. It was soft, wide, gentle on hair. It took Robin a moment to admit to the obvious. ]

Yes. Ezra. [ A beat. After that, with a trace of longing, ] And I was his.

But we haven't spoken in years.

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