𝑾𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕

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   His eyes.

They watch me like I'm the most beautiful being in the universe.

His hands hold my waist as if I'm fragile... As if I'm perfect.

Me?

I stare at him blankly.

I dare not complain, or voice my disapproval.

This isn't the man I love... It's the man who left me for a pretty girl. But yet, here he is. In my bed, loving me again like he had used to...

Was it a mistake?

Was this the wrong choice to make...?

... The way his hands rub circles on my outer thigh, putting my mind at ease...
He knows I think too long, think too hard.

He wants me back...

Would it really be so bad...?

To take him back?
To let him love me?

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