“You’ve exposed me to what I could never put into words until meeting you, Ny. Something deep. Something magnetizing. You’ve shown me I shouldn’t have to fight to be seen. I shouldn’t have to fight to feel valued or wanted.” I nod my head. “With you, I don’t have to fight. I don’t have to question a damn thing. You see me, Nyla. You have acknowledged me, just as I am. Broken inside, doing my best to look intact on the outside.” My nose flares as my teeth pierces the inside of my cheek. I back away with a step. “I never asked for this shit. But I thank God for it. For you. I won’t let a thing
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