When he pulls back, it's reluctantly, lips sticking to Charlie's for a moment as he lowers her back to the ground, leaning in for another brief press of lips, soft. He brushes his thumb against her cheekbone, not quite able to smile, despite everything bubbling up in his chest.
"Congratulations," he repeats, voice a little rough.
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"Congratulations," he repeats, voice a little rough.