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He turns his head, and looks so deeply into my eyes I feel naked.
He seems taller than I remember. Maybe it’s because I’m slumped over so far in shame.
He dwarfs the doorway.
As for my ovaries, they’re partying like it’s 1999.
If he told me to jump out the window at this point, I’d seriously consider it.
My heart dissolves around the edges.
Faith is being sure of what we hope for, and certain of what we do not see.
Grace says, “Aunt Kenji does have a nice ring to it,” and smiles at Kenji. He replies, “So does Uncle Grace.”
“Because even though it might burn the whole world to the ground, true love can never die. Marry me, angel.”