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January 19 - January 21, 2025
“You know, if this was a movie—”
This is how all of the best romance movies start after all: a lonely woman meets a man at a bar, and they begin their journey to forever.
I like living in the fantasy of that, that two people could meet and go on some grand adventure and fall in love and ride off into the sunset.”
I want someone who loves everything about me, even the parts I don’t like.
There hasn’t been a single day in three hundred and thirty-two days when I haven’t thought of you. What you look like, how you made me feel, how you taste. I won’t fuck this up this time.”
He’s kept the syrups I like for my coffee in his house for a year just in case I made my way back into his home.
“Oh, and Jules?” He looks at me, and I don’t respond, but he still knows I’m listening somehow. “Unblock me, okay?”
“Wouldn’t want to win you so easily.”
I lied, I hung up the mistletoe. And it was so fucking worth it.
“Well, you’ve got the Donovans now,” he whispers like it’s all I’ll ever need in life. I can’t help it. A small, soft smile hits my lips. “Yeah, I’ve got the Donovans.”
“No, I want to do the whole nine of movie-worthy wooing. Sunset kisses and buying you flowers and phone calls that keep you up late at night. I want to win you.”
“You deserve magic,”
The fantasy of your favorite movies but in your real life. Every day. The second you give me the go-ahead, dollface, I’ll make every day a movie for you. Until then, I’m taking you on this date.
I love you madly, Jules. Let me love you madly.

