“The night I walked you home for the first time, I remember how you said it was something you used to dream about when we were kids.” “It was.” “And maybe I was just too dumb to see it back then, or maybe it just wasn’t our time, but I see it now—you and me, we belong together.” I put my hands over his forearms, holding them tight to my chest. He pressed his mouth to my hair. “Nothing is right without you, Chey. I’m sorry I hid the truth from you. You were right—I let you in, but not all the way. I didn’t fight for you the way I should have. But I want to, and I will. Please give me another
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