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I sighed. “I don’t like freeloading.” “You’re carrying my Josephine. That’s not exactly freeloading.”
Two words and he made it real. He made it special. He made it so I wasn’t doing this alone.
“Distract me. Tell me a secret.” “I love you.” The words came out in a rush. It was effortless. As automatic as breathing. It was the easiest thing I’d ever said in my life.
“Tell me a secret.” “I love you.” Three words and I could breathe. For the first time in what felt like my whole life, I could breathe. I needed nothing else. Not money. Not fame. Not power or influence. Just Sasha.
















































