When the door clicked shut, Michael reached for Julianne's hand. His grip was weak but warm. "I need to tell you something," he said. "And you have to promise not to interrupt."

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When the door clicked shut, Michael reached for Julianne's hand. His grip was weak but warm. "I need to tell you something," he said. "And you have to promise not to interrupt."