I don't know if the call I got last night was destiny, as you said, or stubbornness, as I thought. I don't know what it was, except that it was perfection. At that moment, when I needed you so badly, needed you so desperately, you woke up and called. And what can I say to that except thank you a million times. Thank you a billion times. Thank you in every breath that I have until the day I die.
Thank you.
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