“Look at me, Anjo.” I held her face up, and she stared into my eyes. “I’m so sorry… I didn’t know, and I feel fucking horrible for doing that to you. I want you to know that I would never do anything to intentionally trigger you, baby… okay?” “I know, Simmy.” I kissed around her face, then pulled her closer to me. “You never have to shower alone… I’ll always be near… ight?” She sighed. “It’s not realistic.” “Anything is realistic when it comes to me being with you, Anjo. I’ll make the impossible, fucking possible for you. You never have to worry how because I’m gonna always get the job done,
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yeah we can never say he doesn’t feel the same anymore
