“I see your truth, Sena. Even when you hide behind a beautiful misdirection. I see you.” He goes on. “You want this. You want us. But you’re letting the opinions of people who don’t matter count against us for the life we’re trying to make together. I see you.” He stresses again and lays his lips on my forehead, leaving them there for a beat of three seconds. “And you see me; you know where my heart is. It’s in the palm of your hand.” He moves his lips down to mine, but we don’t kiss. “You look at me, and I see fire in your eyes, Sena. That fire is mine. No one will dim those fucking flames;
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