I laid down beside him, staring up at the ceiling of the trailer. “It was too hard to return. This place has a lot of bad memories for me. I’ve avoided it for ten years. When we first got into town, I was a mess, though I tried to hide it. Then, you showed up.” “Me?” I turned on my side to face him and propped my head on my hand. “Yes, you, Marshmallow.” “What about me?” His beautiful hazel eyes watched me, examining me. “Your presence is soothing in ways I can’t describe. Even driving you home and passing streets I used to roam when I lived here, you made me forget all of that. It’s like that
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