‘I love you,’ I choked out. ‘And I –’ I stopped, trying to find the words that could explain to her how much she meant to me, how she’d brought sparks and surprise and light and layers to my life, how every broken bone and all the tears had been worth it, for her. ‘You’re just the best . . . my best . . .’
Definitely a love story.
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