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But not Summer. She’s my person. And I’m hers. Two halves of the same whole.
“Yes.” She nods, tears springing up now. “Princess, please don’t cry.” She pads closer to me, wrapping her arms around me and pressing my head to her chest. Her heart beats are loud, strong and steady, and so fucking sure. Just like I am of this—of her.
She laughs and holds her hand up to gaze at her ring. Looking so fucking happy. And seeing her happy? Seeing her happy is everything. And I’m happy too, because I get to be stuck in her orbit for the rest of my life.
