The Not-Outcast

by Tijan

My Cheyenne. Was this fast? Yes. Hell yes. Was there stuff I needed to unravel? Fuck yes. Was I walking? Not a chance.

I’d be fucking lucky to have you as a wife, and I’d be the wealthiest man in the world if you ever decide to give me a child. I’m not talking money. I’m talking life.

You would be giving me life.