Tavonda and I left the kids at ShiRee's house for a week, as we were taking a vacation to Japan. I really, REALLY didn't want to go, but I told Tavonda I would. I looked over at her, sleeping next to me. The plane was dark and quiet. I placed my hand in Tavonda's and laced our fingers together. She squeezed my hand gently. I kissed her cheek and whispered, "I love you."
I saw her lips curve into a small smile. I knew she wasn't sleeping. She opened her eyes and looked a me. I kissed her lips gently. When we pulled away, she mumbled, "I love you too."
We sat in silence. After about five minutes I asked, "what's wrong, baby?"
"A lot of things, but that's not the point." She said.
"Please tell me, baby."
"It doesn't matter."
"It matters if you mean everything to me, Baby."
*unfinished*
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RomanceDerek and Tavonda have a history of love, pain, and anger yet somehow they still make it. And I'm gonna tell you about them. **COPYRIGHT**
