Chapter 8

“This means we can try,” I said.  

“For real. No more games.”  

He nodded. Then did something I never thought I’d see.  

He cried. One tear. He wiped it fast.  

“Thank you,” he whispered.  

“For choosing me.”  

That night we moved back into the master bedroom. One bed. No space between us. At 3AM he...

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