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“She got a tattoo on her wrist. This little raven. She said it was just something special she wanted. But years later, during one of our heated fights, she admitted Raven was a nickname that you’d given her. That it was a reminder of a time when she was actually happy.”
“Oh. Daddy’s not happy about you telling me that horses are your first love. That must be a secret, too. Daddy said it’s a secret that he loves you and me and that we are in his heart. You can’t talk about that at work, Presley.” This just went from bad to fucked-up in a matter of seconds.
“I haven’t felt anything in so long, and I feel all of it with you. I know I’m leaving. I know this can’t go anywhere. But I just want one night with you. One night to feel good. To feel alive. To feel… you.”
I want a life. A real one. One that matters. And when I’m with you two, I know it’s where I belong.”
He drew a black line around my ring finger and then handed me the marker. I drew the same line around his finger

