The Box

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Hero POV

Her lips move in perfect sync with mine. Her lips taste like strawberries. Her lips are so soft and are molded perfectly to my own. She's the most intoxicating thing I have ever had I can't get enough of her. Each time I have the tiniest taste of her I want more and more.

She consumed my body, soul, and mind. My whole world revolves around her and our baby. That little angel and Jo are what I'm fighting for.

I was ready to let her go to be without her for the rest of my life. I was ready to be alone and see her move on and be happy. I set myself up for self-destruction but Jo made me see that pushing her away wasn't doing any of us any good. She brought me out of my dark and destructive thoughts and made me see the light in the situation.

As lightness started to consume me, the darkness consumed her.

I'm doing everything I can to bring her out of that place she has been in. I want to see Jo's eyes bright as they once did. I don't want to see the sad broken girl who the only thing she's got to live for is her baby.

I continue to kiss her our slow and tortuous kiss quickly coming to an end. I pull her flush body closer to mine her small figure fits perfectly against me.

She pulls away too soon for my liking. I look at her and notice something different her cheeks have more color to them, her lips are swollen from our kisses, and her eyes have a brighter blue to them.

I can still see the internal battle happening in her eyes. She looks more sure her eyes don't look as confused or sad. They look happier. She smiles our foreheads touching. She sighs.

"You said everything I needed to hear but..."

I suddenly feel all of my hope crush into a million pieces.

"I can't give you an answer yet. I promise I will tomorrow. I need to process everything and come to a decision. But I promise no matter what I'll give a sweet tomorrow during my surprise." She whispers.

And just like that Josephine Langford builds me up again.

I smile and nod my head not finding the words to tell her how much I love her and I'll give her all the time she needs. I pull her closer to me and we look out to the coral reef.

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It's currently the next day and I put the velvet box inside my pocket. I know how crazy this all is but I don't care I'm going all in even if it'll burn me. But I'd be damed if I don't try everything I can't make see that I love her.

I'm fixing the chains of my neck. I keep fumbling with my tie and running my fingers through my hair every five seconds. I'm super fucking nervous about tonight. I try to even fix the one fucking strand of hair that I know I'll never stick to the rest of my hair but I'm so nervous that I don't care. I'm doing all I can to calm my nerves.

I'm wearing a white button-down shirt, green coat, green trousers, and my white air force. I hear heels clicking on the floor and I look to my right and see Jo and once again the breathe is knocked out of me.

Jo is wearing a red off-the-shoulder long dress with nude heels and she has her pinned away from her face and she is wearing light makeup and she is glowing from her pregnancy.

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