Every single wall around my heart crumbles to dust. “Oh my gosh.” I step closer, admiring his handiwork. “You made us a pillow fort?” A pillow fort on steroids might be more accurate. It’s a work of art. White sheets draped atop a furniture frame form the walls and roof, with one side left open to the flat-screen TV. Inside, there are twinkle lights strung around the top and flameless candles on the floor, both casting the space in a warm glow. The floor is covered with stacks of pillows, a tray filled with all of my favorite snacks off to the side. It’s dim and cozy, not to mention incredibly
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