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This is my wife. My mate. My heart. I did something to upset her, and I don’t know what, or why, and for the first time in decades, I feel as weird as others have been calling me my entire life. Would other people know why she was mad? Would everyone else except me understand her better? Are my limitations going to be the cause of her pain?
prolonged moan. “Perfect. You’re my perfect doll, and I need you. I can’t be away from you, not even in the same house. You’re my center, the thing my entire world spins around. I can’t function without you. You’re my chaos. My wife. My heart.”
