want to spoil you, take care of you, give you what you deserve—a man who you can count on, even when things seem tough.” “I’m not . . . I’m not good enough for you.” I grip her chin and force her to look at me. “You’re more than enough for me. Understand that?” When she doesn’t say anything, I lean in closer, my eyes connecting with hers. “You’re more than enough, Winnie.” Her lip trembles, and she closes her eyes as a lone tear falls down her cheek. I wipe it away and say, “I will fucking wait. I’ll wait as long as I need to in order for you to come to terms with that.” “Terms with what?” she
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