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He was freshly windblown from the ocean, his tan skin slightly weathered from salt, sunshine, and hard work.
He was in the middle of a room being objectified, and she wanted to be the anchor for him. She wanted to comfort him.
Hannah realized she’d made a huge mistake. She was Eve in the Garden of Eden, and she’d just taken a bite from the apple.
How did she do this? How could she rip him free of the jaws of envy and bring him back to a place of comfort and belonging?
You can’t live life worrying about what people will think. You’ll wake up one day, look at a calendar, and count the days you could have spent being happy. With her. And no one else, especially the ones wagging their tongues, are going to be there to console you.”
There was never going to be a life away from you, because, Jesus, that’s no life at all. You, Hannah. Are my life.

