The room is heavy and silent. I know I’m going to have to lead this conversation. He’s clearly unable to. I take his hand in mine and I lift it closer to my mouth. He watches me, his eyes become glazed, his pain palpable. My face falls at his upset. “Baby,” I whisper as I take him in my arms. “Don’t look at me like that.” I hold him tight, and he clings to me as if his life depends on it. “I can’t fucking stand being without you,” he whispers into my hair. I smile sadly, and I kiss his lips. His face screws up against mine. “Oh, Julian,” I whisper as I stare up at him, cupping his face in my
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Ohmygosh, this poor man 😭😭😭💗
