I’m not going to leave you,” I agreed, keeping eye contact with her. “And why am I not going to leave you?” Sniffling, she squeezed out, “Because you’re my b-best f-friend?” “I am your best friend,” I confirmed with another nod. “And what else?” “My b-boyfriend?” “I am your boyfriend,” I agreed in a gentle but firm tone. “But you’ve forgotten the most important reason I’m not leaving you.” She looked so small and fragile when she looked up at me and whispered, “Because y-you love m-me?” “Exactly.” My heart squeezed so tight in my chest, it was hard to get the words out. “I love you more than I
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