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That the poor, undereducated single mom who’s having my baby might just be the woman of my goddamn dreams.
A fleeting thought enters my mind. Maybe all women are but I’ve never taken the time to see them. I lean close. “I see you, Willow.”
We’re two peas in the same pod, she and I. She’s too headstrong to admit she needs me, and I’m too stubborn to admit I’ve fallen. And I have. Hard. It’s both the best thing that’s ever happened to me and the worst form of torture.
You, brave girl, have faced the beast and slayed him. You did it. You.”
