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by
Chloe Liese
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September 13 - September 15, 2024
Ren has a really fantastic butt. It deserves to be immortalized in sculpture, a marble homage to the glory of the male backside.
If anyone can empathize with seeing yourself one way and being perceived so dissonantly from that, it’s this mostly invisibly ill, autistic woman right here.
“I’d be flattered if someone thought you were with me.”
I try to blink away, but my gaze swivels right back to her, a compass set to true north.
“You’ve got a hangry look brewing. Let’s get a burger in you.”
‘To cheat oneself out of love,’ ” he says, “ ‘is the most terrible deception; it is an eternal loss for which there is no reparation.’ ”
“I’m tough,” I whisper. He nods. “I know you are.” “I can take care of myself.” “You have,” he says. “You still do. You always will. I’ve just joined in, too. Now we take care of each other.”
“You have my heart, Søren Bergman,” she whispers against my neck. “Please, please be careful with it.”
“I’ll give you time. But I’m not walking away from this, not for good. You deserve better than that. And I do, too.”
“You hurt Freya?” Aiden lifts his hands and leans away. “Not physically. Jesus, Ren, what do you think of me?” “Doesn’t matter. Emotional wounds are just as painful, sometimes more so.”
“You show up and demonstrate hope. You show her that, yes, things break, and they’ll never be what they were before, but when you piece them together, they can still be beautiful, only different.”
“Still. Always. I’d wait lifetimes for you, Frankie. You would always be worth it.”
Most often, I just count down the minutes until I see you again. Because you, Frankie, have always made me happy. You have always made me feel like I’m exactly who I’m supposed to be, that it’s good.”
“I know I am. Somehow, some way, I got lucky enough that you love me as much as I love you, that our love keeps getting bigger and richer and more beautiful.”
want infinite time to infinitely love you, but all I get is this one life to do it, as best I can, and I want every second I’ve got. So . . . what I’m getting at, what I’m wondering is . . . if you’ll marry me.”
“In a thousand tiny ways, you’ve shown me the past three years, Frankie, that nothing has to be perfect; that sad, hard moments will come, but what doesn’t change is this—us, our love. Thank you. Thank you for loving me, for wanting me.”