HMMMMM….

“Here,” she says and drops her heart into my open palms.

Blood drips between my fingers and the pulsating rhythm of ventricles radiates up my arms, jumpstarting my own heart into synch.

“What am I supposed to do with this?” I ask in a panic.

“You’ll figure it out.”

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