“Hudson, look!” she breathes as she gazes out at the sky. “Isn’t it beautiful?” “So beautiful,” I agree. She glances up at me and her breath catches in her throat. But her voice is casual when she teases, “You aren’t even looking at the sky.” I start to tell her I’m looking at something even more beautiful, but the line is so fucking cheesy, I just let it die.
Sniffle so romantic
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