Mallory Peterson

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Enough to count. “I mean, of course it is. We’re not strangers. We’re…” “Us.” That single word fuses me to him. A tiny voice whispers, oh hell, but I push it away. “We’re us.” He lets out a soft, slow breath. And then he says, “Then that’s enough.”
The Ex Vows
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