We love you—I love you—because you’re mine. Because being around you is like being around the sun. Because seeing you happy makes me happy, and seeing you sad makes me want to do anything I have to to get that look off your face.
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m sorry I was jealous. I don’t give a shit about your money or your notebooks or if you never write a single word down again.”
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“Did you finish dinner? Can you come home?” he asked, his palm moving up and down my spine. Home. He kept saying it, and my soul gobbled it up.