Finding his soul

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I work up to the sun hitting my face, I was so tied last night that I'd forgotten to shut the curtains.

Not that I had to put any effort into closing them as they have a remote that shuts them.

I could feel the morning sickness coming.

I ran to the bathroom and threw up, I hated morning sickness. It made me feel disgusting.

I cleaned myself up and the cleaned the toilet, I got dressed and walked downstairs.

I saw Kaden sat on his phone with his keys in his hand.

"Good morning" I smiled.

He looked up at me and I felt instantly judged, even after knowing him for years he could still make me feels self conscious.

"Good morning" he said, his voice was deep and groggy.

I loved his morning voice, it made me want to instantly drop to my knees for him.

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We went to a diner and ordered, the waitress came up but she could only speak Spanish so Kaden asked her for some time.

"What do you want?" He asked looking at me.

"Umm a waffle please" I smiled.

"Are you sure that's all you want?" He asked.

I smiled and looked at the menu, "waffles with pancakes and a lot of syrup please" I smiled.

"That's my girl" he smiled and looked at his menu.

That's my girl

His girl

I'm his girl

What

The way he made me feel was unbearable

The waitress came over and Kaden smiled at me.

"Qué puedo conseguirte" (what can I get you?) She asked.

"dos gofres y una pila de panqueques con mucho almíbar por favor" he said, he looked so beautiful when he spoke.

But I hated how she smiled at him, how she played with her hair as he spoke.

"eso es todo" she said smiling.

"Sí" he said.

"Me das tu número" she said smiling and playing with her hair.

Kaden looked at me and then back at her.

"No estoy interesada" he said looking at her, she scoffed and walked away.

"What did she say?" I asked.

"She wanted my number" He said.

"Oh" I said looking down.

Our food eventually came and we ate everything, I finished everything as Kaden ate his waffles.

Kaden's POV

I've been having a lot of thoughts recently, especially about my father and all the terrible things he did to me as a child.