chapter nine

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today i will go to ivy's home.

it will be the last time i see ivy.

i cry all day and i don't let her see my eyes when she sits by me at the cafe.

fear tells me to be a man for this last little chance i will speak to my love.

i am grateful to fear for telling me this for once, because i was always afraid of being a man in front of ivy.

to ivy, i wanted to be a little boy that would get kisses on the cheeks and hugs that were more like squeezes.

i think ivy believes that.

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what omfg im not crying

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