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She is mine. My kitten. My little brat. My fucking wife.
“I will always choose you, Olivia.” I vow. “You might not see it right now, but I will always choose you.”
Dear Mrs. Farrow, I wince at the name. Firstly, I would like to commend you on the winter event that was held a few weeks ago. My wife and I thoroughly enjoyed our evening – though it ended far too quickly for my liking, and now a few weeks have passed, I’d like to take this opportunity to request your services. I will be frank here, Mrs. Farrow, my wedding to my wife was not what it should have been, and she deserves more, which is why I would like you to organize a vow renewal ceremony, including an after party to be held at the hotel. Please understand I will simply not take no for an
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“And if being happy means being without me, for now, then sign the divorce papers and don’t meet me at the end of the aisle.” “Malakai…” “But I need you to know, even if you sign these papers, I won’t stop. I will earn your love again, Olivia, whether we are married or not. You are my wife. You will always be my wife.”
“With every fiber of my being. I love you, Olivia. I think I loved you from the moment you stood in my office that first day you moved in.”
“For the rest of my life, Olivia, I will love you. Every bratty, rebellious side of you. I will laugh with you, and hold you when you cry, will worship you, and look after you. I will continue to choose you, no matter the outcome because you are it. It’s not the sun I seek after the storm, it’s you. Always you.”
“And when my time comes, there will be no place that will be able to hold me from you. I will find you in every existence. I love you, Olivia Farrow. Always.”
