“Hey, husband.” His voice is softer this time. It’s intimate and quiet. The tone warms my heart. Seeing him last night was exactly what I needed, and he obviously needed it too since he was a mess. That’s it. I can’t hide him anymore. From the moment I opened my eyes after surgery, I’ve only wanted him with me. It’s killing me not to be with him. I’m done hiding. “Hello, husband.” I close my eyes and picture him in my mind. “Come get me?” “Seriously?! They’re letting you out?” I can feel his excitement through the phone. It’s so pure, almost childlike, and it’s infectious. I love that he still
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